“Don’t worry son, you’ll figure it out once your career hits off, trust me now, and study what I want you to.”
“Oil your hair regularly son, else you’ll lose it before you hit thirty.”
“Its just a phase, you’ll figure it out don’t worry, you’re just a teenager.”
Seems like yesterday when I was eighteen and got these regular doses of wisdom from you dad. I just went with the flow, partly because I had no choice. Now I am about to hit the thirtieth winter of my life and I am wondering…what the hell just happened? My best years just whizzed by and I am….well, not really sure…about anything.
Dad, I have a career, yes you were right about it, but you know what, I don’t want it. I look at people at work who have been here for more than a decade….and I am scared to death to end up like them. They are nothing but a bunch of corporate zombies. No zeal, no enthusiasm, just a hefty pay check at the end of the month, and the only motivation to go home, if at all, is a loveless quickie with their wives, out of need and not want.
Why didn’t you trust me to make money if I had gone the way I wanted to? Yes, the success rate in the non-conventional fields is low, but I would have survived. I am surviving this aren’t’ I? No, I haven’t figured it out yet, why you pushed me here where the only thing to look forward to is the “end of day”.
Dad, to confess, I hardly oiled my scalp when you were not looking, and I still have a full head of hair. Why did you force me to have the whole oil refinery operating on my head? Why did you think that if I went around trying hair do’s and tattoos I would turn into a punk? Well, I never got to have those; all I have now is a head full of useless hair, which is frowned upon by my boss at the mildest hint of any style, that is anything other than boring. I wouldn’t have minded losing it, had I used it in time. I would gladly trade every strand of my hair now for a mo-hawk back then.
Dad, the phase is still persisting. I was reckless, I was confused, I was wild. First the teens and then the twenties whizzed by and I am still all those things. I am as reckless as I was as a teenager with money. I could never have saved my pocket money back then and I am not able to save my salary even now. I am as confused as a teenager. I never understood why I was studying the things on the curricula and now I never understand half the procedures I am made to follow in the office. I am confused as to why I am doing what I am doing. I never came around to the idea of the “career ” that you chose for me.
Dad, it’s not that I blame you, I blame myself. Maybe I was not reckless enough. I should have been more reckless and followed my heart in spite of you. Maybe that would have worked out…. maybe not…. but one thing is for sure, I wouldn’t be writing this letter to you sitting in my bleak office when I should be climbing the corporate ladder to a drab future.
You know what, it’s better late than never. The one thing that this big bad rat race has taught me is, even if I win it, I’ll still be a rat. So, I am going to keep trying to hack it in the world the way I want to. The reason for this defiance, well, there are many, but mainly because on my fortieth birthday when I come to visit you, I don’t want to write an application to someone asking for leave permission.
Maybe I am wrong, maybe I haven’t grown up, maybe your way is the way to go, but if I keep going this way, I’ll never get rid of the nagging ‘what if’. For once, Dad, I wanna tread the forbidden road and not the one ‘less traveled.’
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well its true sometimes we are not strong enough to choose the less travelled road of life,we might be confused or unsure to choose the path for ourselves but when we choose the path we didnt intend to life becomes less enjoyable.
This is a strange one…talking about choices and treading the path less travelled. At the age of 30, challenging the conventional wisdom of the ol’ man who, within his heart, wanted his son to do well.
The conventional wisdom of the ol’ man made a man out of you. When it comes to make your own choices, why do you feet tremble? why do you blame him?
Walk that forbidden road now… do that career shift if you dare, risk it if you dare. I know it is difficult because of you fail it is you who is to blame.
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well its true sometimes we are not strong enough to choose the less travelled road of life,we might be confused or unsure to choose the path for ourselves but when we choose the path we didnt intend to life becomes less enjoyable.
This is a strange one…talking about choices and treading the path less travelled. At the age of 30, challenging the conventional wisdom of the ol’ man who, within his heart, wanted his son to do well.
The conventional wisdom of the ol’ man made a man out of you. When it comes to make your own choices, why do you feet tremble? why do you blame him?
Walk that forbidden road now… do that career shift if you dare, risk it if you dare. I know it is difficult because of you fail it is you who is to blame.