The Transition Period Between School And College

You know the 'transition period' between school and college? The phase where a person who until 2 months back wasn't even allowed to go to the bathroom without asking his teacher is now expected to make decisions that will affect the rest of his life. When the only animals most students can be compared to are scared little chickens or stupid fat sheep.

Well, that's the exact window of time that I stand in, today. And conflicting waves of thought seem to be battling it out in my mind. These days I'm in a state of constant confusion and turmoil. It's almost like a tsunami in there. 

At the very initial stage of this intense perplexity, that is the last few days of December, I was freaking out about the fact that school was getting over. The uncertainty of the future was intimidating; I felt like, in the true sense of the word, a chicken.

So I did what I do best in the times of crisis, I prayed and then tried to put down my thoughts on paper. It always helps.

So, here’s a snippet of what I wrote,

“Its’ like I’ve crashed head on into a midlife crisis, except that I haven’t yet reached the ‘so-termed’ midlife. As if till now my life was a pre-planned tour printed on a piece of paper. Definite, predictable and safe.

But looks like my printer has ran out of ink and all I’m left with is a dozen of blank sheets, crisp and ready to be used. The pen that’ll lay out my future is now in my own hands and I bloody well have no idea what to write.

Plus, adding pleasure to the honour is the fact that it’s a pen, not a pencil, once used, it cannot be erased.

 
How do I feel? Intimidated, uncertain and scared.
After all, I get only one shot to test my scrawl.”

I know it sounds a bit dramatic, but that’s exactly how I felt. And I’m sure most of you can
empathize with me.

What I’ve learned since then is that you don’t have to worry so much because destiny has a way of finding you. If you belong somewhere, you’ll get there.