Aarohi Pathak

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I dare to choose

“I don’t want to become a doctor.”

“Why?”

“I just don’t want to.”

And I took my leap of faith- from Biology to English literature. While they (my parents and relatives) called it a leap, I called it ‘a slight change’ in my future plans.

The basic difference between me and my parents is not the years, technology, food or clothes; it is the ability to make one’s own decisions and choices. My mother was advised by her father to pursue a Bachelors of Education course as a teacher’s job wouldn’t interfere with her family life. Now, when I return home at 10:30 pm, she finds it hard to imagine the way my family life would work (or wouldn’t work).

Ask a five-year-old whether he/she wants cheese sauce or tomato sauce, I am sure you’ll get a quick and definitive reply. It is incomprehensible for our parents that even at such a young age, our generation has fixed sets of ‘likes’ and ‘dislikes’. “And you haven’t been through even half of what we went through,” they say. They never got to choose anything for themselves. Most decisions in their lives were made by their parents. This explains their surprise when my brother and I, refused to continue this legacy.

My brother has a very good hand and is learning at a design coaching institute (he was expected become an automobile engineer). I am pursuing a diploma course in journalism. It took some time for my parents to come out of the ‘doctor-engineer-lawyer’ mind-set. But I am glad they did. Despite not being given a chance to decide for themselves, they respected my choices and let me pursue it.