Once upon a time, not long ago, there was a boy. Let’s call him our hero.
Our hero was young and full of energy. He thought he could do anything he wanted. And why not? He had just started experiencing this thing we all call life.
He was completely mesmerized by the possibilities around him. But sooner or later, he knew he had to decide what he wanted to do with his life. And that was one thing our hero didn’t know at the time.
He had some ideas, but he wasn’t sure whether he wanted to pursue them for the rest of his life. So he did what most of his friends were doing, and ended up getting a college degree. And soon enough, our hero got a decent job.
He worked hard, very hard, and kept getting promoted every year or so. Then one day, he got married and had a son, who actually is going to be our new hero.
So our new hero was born, and boy he grew up fast. He was always the centre of attraction wherever he went. Our new hero, just like his father, was exuberant.
He was young and full of energy. He thought he could do anything he wanted.
And why not? He had just started experiencing this thing we all call life.
He was completely mesmerized by the possibilities around him. But he did something his dad, our old hero, never did much.
He dreamed.
Every living moment.
He dreamed of becoming a famous sportsperson. He dreamed of becoming a great writer. He dreamed of performing in front of a huge audience. He dreamed of owning a business empire. He dreamed of being his best at anything he did.
And he didn’t just dream. He kept learning and pursuing those “hobbies” (as our old hero called them) from time to time. But sooner or later, he knew he had to decide what he wanted to do with his life.
Now our new hero knew what he wanted to be, but he didn’t know what to do to be who he wanted to be. I guess there weren’t many dreamers around him. So he went with the safe and sensible decision and did what every single one of his friends was doing.
He got a college degree.
And guess what, he also ended up with a pretty decent job. Just like his dad.
He worked hard, very hard, and got a higher salary every year.
And somewhere along the way, he kept burying all those dreams he had when he was young.
And after 50 years of doing this, he died.
THE END.
What happened?
Didn’t like the ending?
I know, the ending is not right. It just doesn’t feel good.
But here’s the best part.
It’s our story, let’s just change the ending.
Because only we can.
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