“And they lived happily ever after”
How many times have we heard this sentence- yes all our childhood tales ended that way. And as a little girl I also dreamed of a happily ever after. No, no! Not the one where I’d get married to lovely Prince but the one where I’d be successful and I’d be happy. And maybe some day the prince would come along but that was like the sequel to the story and not the story itself.
So my happily ever after was supposed to be something like this- I was supposed to study in one of the best institutions in the country to pursue the course of my dreams. I’d do well in it because all through school I’d been a good student. The education would be followed by a job. Not just any job- the dream job. A job that would be interesting and that I’d enjoy doing, a job that gave me a perfect work-life balance and yes obviously a job that paid me well enough to take care of my needs and also may be make some of my dreams come true..
That was a fairy tale and fairy tales never happen!
Back to reality.
No dream course because of a lot of reasons. And then though the course of events changed, I decided to ensure that it still leads to a happy ending. I didn’t know what would be my dream job. But took up the first job that I got which everyone said was a good one. But we human beings have a tendency to concentrate more on the bad rather than the good. It all seemed good until I actually joined it. Yes, it had its own set of problems but there also came the satisfaction of being employed. Was it my happy ending?
No I don’t think so.
I’d thought that when I am in my twenties I’d have my life all sorted but that does not seem to be true!
When I go back and think about the story of my life, I go back and think about the what ifs. What if I made a decision over the other? What if I had walked on a different path? What if a particular incident hadn’t happened? Where would I be? Would I be happy?
I don’t know what my happy ending is or will my life’s journey ever reach that happy ending. But what I know is this. Life is a drama with an unwritten script. No matter how much you plan, there is something that can go wrong. The script in your head has to be edited on the go. There are no retakes. You can choose to dwell on the opportunities missed but are you ready to sacrifice the opportunities that can be?
I don’t know how many times I have to rewrite my happy ending and the journey to that happy ending. But yes, it is I who will be writing my happy ending.
I’m participating in the A to Z Challenge and all through April I’ll be writing about the Life and Times of a Twenty something! What are you best memories or expectations from your twenties? Let me know in the comments.