Growing up I was that boy who always believed that life presents unto you just what you wish from it. Just whatever !!! It didn’t take me long to know that sometimes and most times, you just got to fight for what you want. In the fight, life can pull an Anthony Joshua on you and leave you gasping for breath. Only few can bring life to its knees and make it do their bidding.
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I write this not because of me but because there maybe someone out there who is struggling with a long term dream and is almost at the verge of giving up. I may not be a worthy personality…based on your judgement… but I have a worthy story.
Do you ever feel how painful it is to see your peers move ahead of you in life while you are still stagnant and trying to pick the pieces of your shambled life? Have you at one time been forced by pains and hopelessness to question the existence of God and His fairness to you? Have you ever wondered why things works out for others smooth and perfect but it’s always the opposite in your own case ?? That’s my story !!
It’s going to be a long epistle but hopefully will be worth the straining of eyes !!!
Years ago, I was that boy who was bubbling with many dreams and aspirations. I wanted to be everything a man could be to be successful. I was that stubborn truant who just wouldn’t cease to be in the news for the odd reasons…not so odd like you imagine it though. I was the class clown and truant who was always falling into trouble and yet could be considered as one of the brightest minds. But I started tasting the bitter pills of life when I was in SS1. I opted for the science class because I had majority of my friends going to the science class. The Bandwagon Effect. I suck so much when it comes to calculations and I knew this. Yet I opted for the science class even when it was obvious to me that I was better in the arts. Before that time I have written many unpublished story books, articles and random write ups. I had a father who wasn’t always around but will bring me piled up copies of national dailies from the day he left home till he comes back and it was my hobby to always read through it all paying special attention to the content, diction and style of writing. Despite seeing all this obvious signs, I still opted for the sciences with the foolish ambition of being a PetroChemical Engineer because it sounds so “grammarish” and thick. At another time I wanted to study Criminology. I was many things at the same time in my head obviously in the wrong spot chasing the wrong dream.
Fast forward to the end of the session, I was promoted on trial because I hardly made a pass in all science subjects. My dad will not have that and insisted I repeat that class all over again. Then reality dawned on me that I have been stupid for a whole year and now have to bear the shame of seeing my mates move ahead while I was being reset back to default mode starting all over again.
Chase your dreams and not the dreams of others. Identify who you are and not what peers say you are . Stay on your lane and don’t be found on another man’s lane. These were the lessons I learnt from this but even in the midst of the setback I saw an opportunity to really redefine myself though it was painful seeing others move ahead, even those friends that lured me to the wrong lane.
[Article submitted by :: SUMONU ADEBAYO ]