to a time when I was still a teenager. I always rebelled in ways that "mattered"- drugs and cigarettes only go so far and all teenagers go through a phase of trying them, but the ones who break the status quo, date against family approval and choose careers that are "high risk" are the real rebels.
I always lived life the way I wanted to live it. My parents detested the fact that I loved someone who was not Indian (they've eventually come around to the idea of it); moreover, this was someone they did not approve of. As a result, I lost out on going to a better school or taking more acting classes. I had to rush to graduate within two and a half years. I could have had a much better GPA; I could have done more internships that mattered- I could have had my parents' support had I chosen comfort over love. But I chose love because that's what the heart chose. No regrets- this is all just an observation. My best friend in this world, my intuition, pointed out the glaring truth to me- don't stay with someone who manipulates you into giving up on your life's passion. However, even though it did not work out, I learned a lot from my previous relationship. I do miss money and all the options that come along with it sometimes, but
I won't ask for money. Why should I pray to god for money when he's blessed me with a heart that is made of gold?
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