Life Is All About: Choices!

|By- Shweta Moghe|

Like every other teenager in class 10th, I had to choose subjects. Subjects that I would have to study for the rest of my life. Subjects which would decide my future. Subjects which would define who I am, or so I thought.

On March 26, 2015:

It was the counselling day in school, meaning I was given approximately 15 minutes to fill the form in which I’d have to specify the subjects I had chosen. 15 minutes!! 15 Minutes to decide what I would study for the next fifteen years.

The school was bustling with people, parents and kids. The weather was hot and the air was uncomfortable. There was a smell of disagreement in the air. Parents not agreeing with their kids on the subjects they’d chosen. Kids not agreeing with their parents on the subjects they’d chosen for them. School not agreeing with both the parties’ altogether. Boy, was it a mess that day!

A Picture of My School

I was still way back in the line. About 12 people stood ahead of me. Everyone was supposed to meet the principal and get their subjects approved. Some left happy, some left crying, some left the school altogether. There was a lot of leaving happening that day.

I wasn’t stressed. I scored well. I knew I’d get what I wanted. I wanted science. I wanted to learn pre-med. To which my mother said” But that needs studying, and you have a nature opposite of it. You’d rather go play than study”.

That was 100% true. But being a 16 year old with lots of thoughts on her mind and due to some other reasons including a giant EGO and to make the world a better place , I kept aside the word of advice my mom gave me and told her to ” Trust My Decision ” and that If anything goes wrong it’s on me .

On March 26, 2017:

It’s been two years. Two years since I made the decision. Am I happy? Yes I am, though there are days when I do question my happiness.

It did teach me a lot, and it was my dream once and more importantly, it was my choice. We often make decisions based on our knowledge of ourselves. As teens we take decisions in the moment. I am not saying I was wrong or I made a Terrible choice , I am just saying that if I’d have put a little more thought into what I really want to do instead of what fascinated me I’d probably have finished my 12 tie with a better grade .

Yet, I have no regrets. I have a lot of options, medical is definitely not one of them but yes.

The whole experience did teach me that it’s all about choices. Sometimes the choices you make may be the best for you, sometimes you might end up lost and confused.

There’s gonna be a lot of choices around especially in the teenage, trust me it’s gonna be confusing. Just hold on tight, believe in yourself. At every point of failure make sure to tell yourself that it was your choice, your decision and only you can rescue yourself.

I wonder, what If I wouldn’t have taken science, what if I I’d have chosen some other subject from the start?

Then, I wouldn’t have learned that my true passion doesn’t lie in a hospital. Then I wouldn’t have know what I really wanted to do. I wouldn’t know half the things about humans and anatomy and plants that I know today, And I certainly wouldn’t have been writing this article.

So, it’s all about choices in life. No choice is good or bad. The way I see it, a choice can either make the road to success small with less bumps or long with a few bumps and loads of lessons to learn.

Remember, do not be afraid of choices, no choice is good or bad. So, tighten up your saddles instead of taking the backseat, hold the reins in your hand and take charge.

Go win it! You got this!