The Mystics Chapter 1: Destiny Unfolds

Why is it so hard to make a choice?

'Devika you sure you want to do this?' I asked myself again and again while standing in the line for joining a club at my college. I am Devika an nineteen year old medical college student. My seniors have called all of the first  year students to join any one of the college club on my first day to college, 'Devika you gonna be dead since from the day one of your college life' this is the voice I heard inside my head when I heard them. Clubs and meeting people are the most scariest thing for an shy introvert like me. It's not that I hate people but I don't know how to behave around them though, but in order  to survive on this college I have to join a club and the assuring thing is I have to do it for only three years after that we will get busy with our study and practical classes. With that thought I scanned the names of the clubs from the poster that was struck on our class activity board.

" Devi! decided about the club, I think we should join a club together what do you say? for me I think I have to go to the drama club or photography club or art club; wait do you think I could draw? NO way drawing is not written for me so I should cancel the art choice maybe I can consider dance it'll be great if we can dance together" said my friend Dia. She is the first friend I made in this college but to say it rightly she is the one who made me her friend since both of our names starts with D. I know it sounds silly but that's how we become friends and thanks to her I have company during breaks and lunch and few people talked to me since I was with her while she was greeting all the students of our year. Seeing her I always astonish I could someone speak this much that too with the people  they just met. " Dia slow down, I haven't decided about the club but I would love to join one with you" actually I lied her to not hurt her feelings the truth is I want to join literary club. I have been always interested in writing stories since my childhood  I want to tell her that but I don't know how.

" Devi ma('ma' is the word used to sweetly address someone) how was your first day of college?"  asked my mom as soon as I came back home that day. " Yeah mom it was alright just that I want to join some clubs it seems" " Club what kind of club ma why do you wanna join?"      " Mom its senior's orders and don't worry it won't affect our studies it'll be only for three years and only on two days a week after college hours" " Still darling do you want mama to talk with them you know how hard you worked to get into this college and how much its important for you to study medicine it's your dream isn't it I can talk to them if you want to" " No mom it's okay I can manage myself ", I told her while climbing the stairs to my bedroom.

Finally it's the place I can be myself, my bedroom. My mom was right I worked really hard to get into medicine and she worked equally with me but why does she said it is my dream to become doctor from childhood I have never once dreamt of becoming doctor and in fact  I don't even know what my dream and goal for myself. I studied hard in school to get first place since she told me to do that. She wants me to become a doctor because of my dad. I haven't seen my dad in person he died before even I was born so I have seen him only in photos. Mom used to say my dad is a hero because he is a doctor who saved many lives and lost his life while saving a life. She says I should continue his legacy by becoming a doctor. But I would say my mom is the real hero for being a single parent and raising me until now. She originally wanted to become a singer but she was married in a early age to my dad and become a single parent while she was in her teenage. She could have abandoned me and chose her dream path but rather than that she chose to become the best mother for me; so in order to make my mom feel happy I chose to take the path she told because that is the only way I could help her. 

" Dia how about us joining the literary club together?" I want to ask her this atleast once for I don't want to  miss the chance."What? Literary club? But why Devi? Don't you think that'll be too boring for us? Why don't we join some of the clubs I mentioned before? Like photography, drama?" " Dia, I don't think I'll fit in those literary is good for me and it won't be boring if both of us are in it together" "I don't I'll fit for literary, Devi what should we do now? We have to decide fast and join by tomorrow." " I don't know ", which is the easiest answer for me to tell her.

The D-day my college corridor can be called as the biggest corridor in the city colleges it is wide enough to make a 100 people row with huge pillar supporting the double high roof one can always feel alone while walking in the corridor no matter how many people were there with them but on that day it was packed up the first years and seniors of second,third,fourth years and students were making noises to fill the entire college. I can say that it is the scariest place of all right now I can be in. " DEVI! DEVI!!" ' oh no don't shout my name in front of this crowd " Over here, I am here " I am sure she didn't hear. " Devi I found the right club for us, It's the drama club!!" 'Oh No Devika tell her you can't do that' " That's nice Dia but.... " " No buts you are coming with me and we are signing up together for it that's final" 'Oh God what am I gonna do know I should tell her I am not interested, Be brave Devika you can do it,  " Devi what are you thinking about come let's go " " Yeah I am coming " 'You are a stupid no one can save you' I know but can't make myself do that.

Now I'm standing in a line with Dia in front of drama club with our sign up forms. I never wanted to do this but I don't want to hurt telling her that I don't want it. While I am on the line I could hear people talking about their interest on this club and how much they wanted to join. Naturally Dia joined their conversations too which is normal for her but not for me so I just observed them which is easier for me but the voice inside me screamed and shouted to run away and not do this.

We came near to the sign up table where the seniors from drama club are seated. " The next one tell me your name and submit your form", said the boy on the table. I don't want to join this club I want to join literary club,"Dia,  I don't want to do this" 'Finally girl you got this' I told Dia and ran away without turning back. I don't want to turn back because I disappointed her or I feared she could convince me in joining the club but what ever I finally made my choice, A CHOICE that's only I wanted and the one for myself.