In Retrospection

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What do you do in such a situation? You have, at one hand a bundle of enjoyment, all what you want, all what you seek for, all what you wished for, all what you desire and on the other hand, you have your parents. Looking at you with a smile. With all the trust in their eyes. The sun shining behind them. Trust. What are they trusting you for? I guess, every parent trusts their kid. It’s just that none of them including mine give a hand out of guidelines as what to do and what not to. I guess one would feel guilty of having broken a parent’s trust when one is not very sure of doing a thing. There are many things which seem a bit not do-able when you come to think it from your parent’s point of view. But then, there are a few things which if done, some other things are put in jeopardy, then comes the question of breaking that trust.

What is right for you in such a situation? It is not enough that your parents trust you and place their confidence in you. This process of placing trust and confidence is not complete unless you reciprocate. Reciprocate it to the extent you can, then there is also the question of your personal freedom. Freedom to do what you want. You know what? This false notion of not doing things because you think your parents have placed their utmost trust in you is what is holding you back. First of all, listen to what you have to say. I know, the heat of the moment tells you weird things to say and do…but then take a pause, reflect, as you always do and look back at things to assess as to were they really essential at the moment? Couldn't it have waited? Was it prudent on your part? There could have been a more intelligent recourse, right? Of course, punish yourself for your actions but don’t let them stifle you. Grow, now; now, at least. Fight for what you want. If there is a better option, go for that. Don’t settle with the mediocre. Maybe all what happened was supposed to happen; otherwise, all this chatter wouldn't have happened. And this, I suppose, is for the good, right?

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