I celebrated my birthday a few weeks ago, on the 4th of August. Well, there wasn’t really any celebration involved; it was more of a stay-at-home-do-house-chores-and-sleep-later-on kind of day. Still, the day marked my final passage from teen age into adulthood and with it came the sudden dawn of realization, that I was no longer a child.
The initial twangs of awareness had begun to set in a few days earlier, I had lost total track of the dates and had no clue whatsoever that I’d be older in a few days. I’d like to imagine what would have happened if I hadn’t stumbled on that newspaper with the day’s date sprawled boldly across. Even then, after my realization, I made no plans for the day, there was no excitement ( which is really unlike me). It was just going to be a very normal day, turns out it was.
I downed a cup of coffee and decided to lounge when the”forces behind all things impromptu” at work decided to send me an article to revise. (Really?? work on my birthday?? I turned that paper in two weeks early for good reason)
I took care of that then remembered the numerous house chores I had been asked earlier to do. I worked on those fervently as well, turning down the cursory attempt of my uncle to take me out. Again, very unlike me , but then, what was the need.As I busied my self around the house, unwelcome thoughts began to fill my head. You’re getting older, life is short, in a year and half you’d have your degree, you need to work at it now if you are going to be wealthy, you have to be independent, plan your life, start now to pursue your dream,s its getting late, in about five years you’re gonna be married, you’re gonna start having kids, you’d soon be a grandma, your parents would soon leave you, every one is gonna get old and die someday. It was 4pm already and I had already wound up with a terrible headache. I resorted to taking a bath and going to bed; what a birthday!Overtime, I’ve had no choice but to ponder on the truth behind those thoughts. I really am getting older and if I really want to be all I want to be I have to start working now. I’m usually the person who has all these big dreams. True, I never stopped dreaming, but I did stop prioritizing the importance of working towards them. Since being a child, I’ve had so many unfinished projects: unfinished books, unfinished plays, unfinished scripts, unfinished films but it really seems like there isn’t anytime for unfinished anymore. It feels like time is literally choking me and the only way I can breathe is to go ahead and get things done.”Every day you have two choices, continue to sleep with your dreams or wake up and pursue them”. I choose the latter. #Dreamchaser sounds entirely cliche but i’ll say it anyway #Dream chaser. Here’s to new ages and new beginnings.