Our life is a roller-coaster with all ups and downs, joys and sorrows, thrill, fun and frolic. Childhood and teenage is the best part in one’s life as it’s carefree. Once we enter youth, there’s a complete shift. This is the time when life takes a complete turn. Commitments towards family, establishing a career, creating a place for oneself become the priority.
Aakruthi completed her schooling and moved towards a professional college to pursue her course towards journalism as a career. It was a complete new world as she had to stay in the hostel with other students like her. She missed her mom as all these years she had never been away from her. Students were prohibited from mobile usage during the college hours. Even in the hostel they had study hours supervised by a warden. After dinner they could use mobiles to communicate with their family members. There was no wi-fi or internet in the hostel to keep the children aloof from any kind of distraction. For academic references they could use the computers provided in the library.
Aakruthi initially used to be into a volley of tears whenever she spoke to her mother. Her mother Sushma too used to get emotional but never exhibited it. She motivated Aakruthi by saying that something good was in store for her in the near future. To get that, she would have to be away from home. Aakruthi’s friends helped her to settle down. She enjoyed the classroom sessions, the library visits and casual chit chat with friends. The evening tea with friends everyday at the canteen was helping her come out of her shell. She had a habit of writing diary. She enjoyed penning down the peppy anecdotes about her friends. She shared this with her mom too once in a while by reading it out over the phone. Sushma realised that her daughter had a great flair for writing. If she’s streamlined she would turn out to be a good writer.
What Sushma had dreamt of slowly started taking shape. Aakruthi’s poem was published in the college souvenir and she was made the chief editor of the college editorial board. This gave an exposure to extensive reading and interaction with many people. By the end of the course Aakruthi had established herself as a freelance writer for many magazines and newspapers. She couldn’t believe it herself. When she returned home she thanked her family members especially her mom for the continuous support. She no longer was shy and timid. Her education had made her confident to face the world.
I’m sure my friends who are reading this are just like Aakruthi are waiting for some turning point in life. Life will surely take turn but we have to rise up and move forward to see the turning point. I wish all the women out there to share their uniqueness with the team of STHREEJEEVAN.
by Sujatha Sairam, Chennai