Turning 25!

"You are turning 25". As one of my friends said, I smiled. How fast, I mean how easy the days have gone. While I look back at the past quarter of life, I see the different roles I donned. They stay apart and I wonder how a man perceives the roles offered in life without any objections. From a child who chants Geetha to a spiritual speaker to a psychology student to a Sales Personnel to HR Manager to Jobless girl to Freelance Writer.. Life was different indeed ! In school days I liked my teachers and being approached for advices. So I had an immense desire to be a teacher. Later in high school classes I saw some of crime thrillers and I wanted to learn Forensic Science. In between came some books as a token of love from my dearest Muthassan aka Guru Nitya Chaitanya Yati. These books pushed me into the art of mind, psychiatry. In the plus two classes I had to dissect a cockroach and the smell of the dead, made me feel "Yuck! I can't do this again". With this I migrated myself into a more comfortable zone called Applied Psychology.  

After the graduation classes, as soon as i joined in the sales front there was a keen interest in management which led me to an MBA course. I learned the whole course my own. Thanks to internet! Today when I am enrolled for a post-graduation in Applied Psychology, I know life has in store something interesting for me. 

What all do the society expect from a twenty five year old girl? A professional degree! A 'standard' job! Marriage! These are just few. It may vary for many. I still remember the day I decided to resign my job. As usual I went to my office. While climbing the stairs, I thought, why should I do this every single day? Why do i see the same stairs, same old building, same board, same colleagues and managers? I know I am bored, then why do I continue? It was at this same instance I decided to type a resignation letter to my boss. It may have surprised some, but most of them were sure that I won't stick on! No I can't. I was bored doing the same thing everyday!

From that May 2009 till here, it was interesting. It was adventurous. With no salary at the month end, all I have to do is wait.. wait..wait and wait for the money of my writing assignments. Money was less, but the happiness I earned was priceless. It was then I realized my real career. It has been a few months since I started to work on my book. Life looks clean and happy these days. More hope ponder around. More sweetness shred on me. I don't have daily reports in my mail. No appraisal. No salary hike. Indeed this happiness is inexplicably great. As I cut my birthday cake, i don't expect any of them to smear it on my face.  Yet, it tastes the sweetest! Happy birthday to me I say and eat my slice of cake with all smiles!

Thank you my world! Thank you for all the smiles!
Aum
Anjana