The Inevitable Rendezvous, by Aanchal Bhartiya

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This article has been submitted by Aanchal Bhartiya for the CLATGyan Blog Post Writing Competition. If you think this article is a good read, ‘Like’ this article on Facebook (the button is at the bottom of this piece) or post a comment using the ‘comments’ section below.

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As I stand here, I feel distressfully confused. Why do the worldly wise swear that making your passion your profession is hard and even harder is that acceptance? As a sixteen year old, all I think of doing and as I see myself 10 years down the line is a cliché and remains the same. The reality is so very different, for very often it so happens that plans remain plans and the appalling reality takes over, disrupting the plans.

The other day, having a usual chit-chat with one of my friends, we got to talking about aspirations. He wasn’t really interested in the professional front. What got the better of his curiosity was to know about the passionate take I had. And for some unfathomable reason, I caught myself telling him that I wanted to become somebody who could talk without getting countered. I told him I wanted to be a linguist, I wanted to write. But this was just sham. The reality was different. As every career-oriented 16-year-old, I had chosen. And I had chosen a provoking profession over a pioneering passion. I was going to study law.

This one conversation and condition kept me thinking for hours at a stretch because I was stunned to find myself already having crossed what I always wanted to. What made me suppress something I wanted to do with something I am doing? And now when I think about it, I have the answers. The tiny voice in my head, after days of pondering, tells me, “after all, it’s all about the money, honey!” But then again, being the sixteen year old clichéd teenager I was, I was reluctant to believe it and remained sceptical. Now, substitute reasons came up from the little voice that told me it was the “society” that was to blame. Of course, who cares about the society, right? (Cliché) Everybody does. Everybody has to. (Reality, appalling)

What am I going to make out of it even if I really am somebody who can’t get countered when she talks? What will it give me to be a linguist, a writer despite taking so much of time to establish myself? Nothing but very, very fundamental necessities: satisfaction. Happiness. Self-respect. And believe me, these come from within, not from people or objects.

So now there’s a condition which can be a reality but not appalling this time. It’s gonna be a happy one. Considering I become a lawyer and the best of them all, who will be able to counter me when I talk? Even if I pursue law, why won’t I be able to be a linguist, a writer? And the truth remaining, it’s the “plan”. I am working on it, full-blooded, and which, I’ll take care, works.

Ergo, make a plan. Do it. Be courageous enough to make your passion, your profession and more because satisfaction, happiness and self-respect will just follow suit. While I end this piece of unimaginable preponderance, that little voice in my head whispers to me, “if that’s the plan and it does work, you are going to earn as a lawyer, a linguist and a writer, too!? WHOA! Won’t that be just too perfect?”

It leaves me smiling in utter delight.

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 Aanchal Bhartiya is an aspiring law student from Nagpur, hoping to get admitted into one of those top law schools. Which technically means she is never really going to a college. Damn! She figured this post would somehow relate to all those who visited CLATgyan in those moments of panic. Somehow.

1 COMMENT

  1. Aw, this was an extremely nice post. Finding the time and actual
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