A year ago same time, I was a nervous wreck.
Fresh college graduate, all I had with me were hopes to be
the best, dreams of success and a completely different life ahead.
I wasn’t ready for change, but I was prepared to adapt to
it.
And adapt I did.
Tomorrow I complete a year at my first job. And what a year
it was; a year that made me strong, determined and ambitious.
Back as a student, I was carefree. Unaware of what is in
store for me in the future, I was living life every moment like there is no
going back. I had friends, a great social life and a definite nonchalant
attitude to academics. Independence, self-sustainability, maturity and decision
making were few heavy words that were thrown at me to scare me and to make
start gearing up for the “Big Bad World”
I had dreams but of a different kind. Dream of starting my
own blog, dream of opening up a nail art parlour, dream of travelling with
friends around the world and what not.
I never worried about anyone else except me. For me, I was
the most important being on this planet.
And now here I am, one year old as a corporate professional
earning decent enough to survive. I still have friends, a normal social life
and now a definite future planned in my head. Independent, matured (slightly)
and better at making “life-changing” decisions, I am still learning how to stay
alive in this world.
I am learning every day, every minute, every second.
This year taught me more lessons than any lectures of
college.
I learnt failure, tasted success, made new friends, lost few
more, cried, repented, laughed and lived.
If there is anything that this one year taught me, it is
that life is unpredictable; challenges are bound to be thrown right at your
face. There will be a time when you will doubt yourself, when you will be
forced to face your worse fears as well. But that is exactly what makes living
worth it.
Someone last year, just before my joining, told me, that I am
a fearless confidence woman; that I can achieve anything if I have the heart to
do it.
And I guess I am on my way to doing something, achieving
what I want to and excelling in what I do.
So this year is not just to discovering a better me, it is
also to the friends and the bonds I made in a year. To the friendships that
lasted beyond college life and also in memory to the friends who distanced
themselves over course of time. Coz as Stephen Chbosky said, “Things change.
And friends leave. Life doesn’t stop for anybody.”
And now the following paragraph is dedicated to my super
crazy 'Mandali'. We started together on a journey, as we stepped into the office
and were termed as the campus hires. We broke the ice and behaved really nice
until we got extremely comfortable with each other and in no time completed a
year.
So this year is to all that madness, the silly pranks, the
wonderful one month training where I made few everlasting friends (hopefully),
to petty fights, to silly teasing, to random spontaneous plans, to well
executed plans and to plans that never went past the planning phase (winks), to
hopes and dreams alike, to Secret Sankrant, to birthday cakes, to gossip, to ‘very’ frequent coffee breaks, to the ‘family
ties’ (twisted but Sanskaari) to being called kiddish, to acting kiddish, to
growing up.
And finally to no more being a FRESHER…!
