Final Destination

Congratulations !

They Say just believe in God's plan, go with the flow and You'll Find your Route somewhere. But wouldn't it's hell like difficult for us to even accept what he has written in our Fate. we tend to Try our best to change it, even struggle a lot with our respective problems yet at the end just surrender ourselves in front of him while Going as per his will without any expectations just in a myth that Maybe all this is happening for a Good Cause. We simply get used to it and Welcome the situation in the same aspects Along with finding happiness in those misfortunes.....

Anyways Let me tell you about my Myself, My name is Chetali Agnihotri ! A Graduate From Delhi university, currently Working in a MNC, Today is such an auspicious day for me as after many rejections, Avoidance and Plenty of Hardwork I'm finally making it to my dream college in London. Actually it has always been my Intention to do Masters from a college outside India and What's better than LSE* but you know the journey from applying to your favorite college to shifting their for next 12 months is not that easy then it looks while Reading..........It Clearly would have been easier if i belonged to a modern Indian family but no, Infect yes !

I was born, bought up in a typical middle class family where it's always told to dream big, achieve something that no-one have even thought off but once you start finding yourself in that lane they make it even more worse. My family is no less, of course i do have loving parents and a notorious brother who's happy that their daughter, sister going good in her life but never did they knew this isn't what i wanted, Rather it's just a part of what i have planned For my life. thus i decided to start preparing for Masters without making them known.............................and after periods of waiting i could Finally see that official confirmation letter from the board committee which Eventually gave me a Sight of Relief!.............................................One more reason or motivation which helped me getting placed here is Marriage...........yes you heard it right , as i already told you they are little conservative with their traditional thoughts, strictness is in their blood, but they loves me a lot so all these points are worthless.

Late at night while returning home i received this email "Congratulation, we would like to ...." my face filled with a big smile, happiness was all over my body, I was on Cloud nine, screamed, jumped here and there, thanked god, congratulated myself until i Felt someone's hand on my shoulder.

"Are you okay , Dear ?" an old lady standing besides me said in a concerned voice.

"Yes? I mean yes! yeah i'm perfectly alright, Just got over excited on something . You Okay ? Any Problem?" I replied questioning myself every second of why I'm like this ( in a confused and embarrassed tone)

"No i was just checking out if everything's ok with you or not, Alright then! I'll go my station is there" ......................putting a sweet smile on her face she left the metro making me realized that I'm actually in a public transport and now have became the center of attraction too with this stupid act of mine...........By the way celebrating about something, that to not something* a actual big achievement of yours is everyone's right so it's mandatory to act stupid and little crazy, i guess!..........( keeping the whole idgaf attitude on my face, i sat although i could see everyone of them looking at me with those questioning eyes )

Aside this i guess my friends call me a kid for these many reasons only which i literally hate because of course I'm not a kid anymore, those gestures are really not scripted it comes out of me from nowhere as i do have zero coordination between my body-parts. Also you know i hate those girls who act all childish just to grab attention or to look cute, so honestly I'm not one of those cringe creatures.

Dancing in joy and celebrating it with my friends i finally reached home at last to see some bunch of unknown people sitting in our hall, My father smiling, mother serving them with some delicious food which she never made For me..........Kidding, but my mummy really cooks nice.