A 3 year old entry from my diary

  Growing Up

 I was always told from childhood that growing up is difficult .

That the more we grow, the more complex life becomes. Yet like every other kid I was excited to grow and be independent and free and earning and rich.

 I was impatient to grow and leave behind studies, and and not to worry about exams.

 But every time I grew up and gained a little freedom, I rejoiced. When I left school and entered college, I felt more liberated. I was away from home and parents. I could now go out and buy stuffs for me. I went for outings and made friends and I was free to spend the time the way I wanted except the college time. Even college classes were more about freedom. Our teachers were more friendly and open to us.

 I learnt a lot of new things. Though they were small and might not sound significant but they made me feel awesome. From buying lingerie to buying pads to buying pain killers for that time of the month. Everything was tough initially. I was shy of all these , but then once I started doing them, I felt free. Though these things should have been ingrained in us, right from childhood, but being a girl from tier 2 city with over protective parents, you just miss these things.

 Shopping on your own. Choosing clothes for yourself. Everything was fun and more liberating.

Going to temple alone or on date, I was free to do. Ah it was awesome.  Late night calls and late night studies to midnight gossips to early morning games, I had a lot to choose from without being scolded.

 I love my parents and siblings as I was meeting them almost every month so I did not miss them too. So it was awesome.

 Then came the time for a job. It started with training. Where I was being paid for studying. That too my studies were about real time solution that the market will need. Now I could relate to my studies more. Again I was not supposed to cram up unnecessary facts. So even studies were fun. And the best part was, I had a hotel type accomodation to stay, world class campus to roam. The campus was full of food courts. So everyday I could eat what I wished to eat.

 

The classes now were much better than college and school classes. The educators were our colleagues. No one treated us as kids or students. We were called colleagues. Ah it did sound so awesome. 

 

And the best part was, no one was keeping record of where I was at night or day. I could stay where I wish to stay.

 

And the best part was the month end salary. Whoa,though it was a small amount but it was more than enough for a kid out of college.  No offices on weekend and I was in a totally new place of the country with my own time and my own money and super awesome friends. :)

 

I could go to any place I wish for exploring or shopping or dining. Ah again I was not rich, but my little needs made me feel rich with my teeny salary. 

 

Again I was under pressure, what if my company fires me, where would I go. What would I do. So I was always glued to the training. And you know after working for more than 5 years in the industry, my that fear has vanished too. Now I know every time I leave the company I would get something much better. I have enough savings to live for sometime without a job. So you see growing up is fun. All you need is to learn to be independent and take your own decisions.

I did not get married when my parents asked me to 5 years back. And I think it was the best decision I took. I dated , I made friends, I learnt to work out a failing relationship, I learnt to let go of failing relationship. I learnt to be strong enough to keep my identity intact even under the influence of relationship. I learnt to be strong. I am now independent and free and happy and more satisfied with my life.