Dreams of A Young Nerd

What do you want to become when you grow up? What do you aim for? What is your dream? Ever been bombarded with these questions? If yes, I understand you. If no, I pity you. It all starts at a very young age. Maybe you’ve just been to a circus and you got inspired by what you saw. Or maybe you were inspired by a relative. Or maybe you just let others decide it for you. But that’s not how dreams/ambitions/aspirations work. Because at the end of the day, it all depends on you. Your heart.

I was told that the sky is the limit. You can dream as you wish. I wasn’t given options to choose from. It was my free will. As long as I was satisfied with my choice, no one was going to stop me. And so I started dreaming. At first, I wanted to be a doctor. Not because I was inspired or something, but because everyone around me wanted to be one. But when I realized that I would have to work hard and being a doctor wasn’t as easy as I thought it would be, I gave up that dream. Around the age of 8, my dream was to become an artist. Why? Because I liked the bright colours. Oh, how great they looked on the canvas. But I had no intention of making that my full-time job. So I gave up that idea too. Then around 11, Nimmy entered my life. Nimmy was our Japanese chin (the reason I’m saying ”was” is because Nimmy is no longer with us). By this time, I had lost faith in humans. I felt that I belonged with the animals. And so Nimmy became my sole support. One fine day, when I was stargazing with Nimmy, a thought crossed my mind. Why not I do something for the animals out there? Humans have a lot but these creatures are not as blessed as we are. I took one glance at Nimmy and I decided that I was going to dedicate my life for the service of animals. I was going to become a vet. So far, that has been the best decision I have ever made. Yes, there were slips here and there. In between, around 13, I wanted to be an ENT specialist and a photographer. But they weren’t going to stay. A vet was what I was aiming for. When I made this decision official, people were surprised. What would a vet do? How much does a vet earn? Is it worth? Is there scope? It doesn’t seem ”professional.” But slowly, very slowly, people began understanding what it was to be a vet. It wasn’t just taking care of animals. It was giving them a better life. It was giving them love. My mother did like my decision. She never forced me into anything. My dad was a bit disappointed at first. He wanted me to go into civil services. But I’m glad he has changed his mind. Even if not completely.

As I am writing this, I can already see a picture of how my future would be. Of course, it all depends upon how much hard I work to change my dream into my reality. But hey, that doesn’t stop me from dreaming, does it? It has been a rough journey. And I know that it is going to be tough ahead. But I believe that I am what I am today because I worked hard yesterday. And I will be what I want to be tomorrow if I work hard today.

Right now, I’m dreaming about season 5 of BBC Sherlock. And what would happen if Thanos wasn’t stopped? And what would’ve happened if Harry Potter’s parents weren’t dead?

That is all for today folks. Jerry(my giraffe) has a dream too. He wishes to learn how to drink water without stretching his feet too wide. May his wish come true.