There are lots of things I'm supposed to do.
For example, right now, I"m supposed to be listening to the cute soft-voiced librarian in front trying valiantly to teach us how to access the library's large range of resources. I'm supposed to be paying attention so I could finish the research paper I was supposed to finish last semester. I'm supposed to be studying for the upcoming physics test because I haven't finish studying like I was supposed to last night.
I've always heard--or rather, read-- about adults telling children what you need is more important than what you want. Even my favourite fandom, Harry Potter, with all its vast range fanfics deals on what needs to be done. My favourite character, Severus, had been doing what he was supposed to do all his life despite the pain and sorrow that brought him.
There are many things we are supposed to do in life, for the greater good, for future bliss. But how many of us can overcome the temptations that dominate our lives, luring us to do what we want to instead of what needs to be done.
I love to write. God knows I love it. But I've chosen this, I've chosen Medicine, and I'm supposed to learn about all those sciences and stuff related to it. It's my choice, it's what circumstances have chosen for me, and I'd conceded. I'm supposed to stick to it with all my heart and soul, but I can't. I love to write too damn much.
But then again, if everyone did what they were supposed to do, where does the wonder of life and surprises come in? What if Sir Arthur Conan Doyle stuck to being a physician and did what he was supposed to do? Would we even know the wonder of Sherlock Holmes?
What if ?
What if?
What I'm supposed to do, and what I'm doing.
It's a lifelong dilemma.
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