I am 24 now. Almost a quarter of a century old. I think this is the age group when we all realize the importance and potential impact of every decision we make in our personal and professional lives. This is a point where we all feel the pressure of making decisions. Whether we learnt to make good decision or not, we have to make them. We know we have choices. But of course they are difficult choices. Some of the choices we have are so absurd that it could take away everything we have. The dilemma posed to us at this juncture is not just that of a good decision or a bad one. It's decisions which are the best one for us or the best one for us AND the people around us. Sure we read a lot about how the former decision which is for us and only us is the best one however if only people could understand our contexts. The amount of mood swings and emotions we’ve dealt with since we turned 20 are more than the words in a dictionary that one could use to describe such emotions. All of us have our own emotional problems to deal with. We all wish at this point that our persona during teenage could include certain elements which it didn’t and now we have to deal with our own persona and image. Its funny how our problems with other people as teenagers, shift to our problems with ourselves in our early twenties. We think our friends are doing better than us. We think we’ve achieved nothing. We think we soon have to settle or at least start considering it given that the world around us is so eagerly talking about it. We keep the rebel in us alive by pushing marriage further away. But we also know that the rebel in us as a teenager has lost its energy as the bitch called maturity came and fucked everything. Theres so much to say and yet so little that comes out of our mouth now. Being in early twenties is one hell of a ride.
