Friday, April 30, 2010

Luck and Fate-A New Light

Anne once read that whether or not people believe in fate comes down to one thing: who you blame when something went wrong. Do you think it's your fault-that if you'd tried better, or worked harder, it wouldn't have happened? Or do you just chalk it up to circumstance?
        But for Anne, believing in fate is akin to believing in a greater force beyond human-that even after you'd tried better and worked harder, you'd still believe that something good would turn out from something bad. It isn't right to think that bad things will keep on happening, because just like good lucks, you eventually run out of bad lucks too.
        That was why Anne started to doubt herself when the news about the changes made to her university placement reached her. Idealism wasn't presented to her in the form of Kasturba Medical College, but she glinted hope in J.J.M. Medical College, and she took it, believing that fate promises her something good out of the present.
        Now, Anne began to see herself in a new way. She might not be as lucky as everyone else, but in the face of life-turning moments, luck never fail her. That was how she realised that she had been a lucky person all along.

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Pain

For Anne, P-A-I-N spells life.
        As perfect as her life had always been, Anne had had her fair share of painful moments. Pain revealed itself to her as early as her mother's first stern word to her when she misbehaved in public, and hurt as deeply as losing her best friend. This time, pain came in the form of Sri Devaraj URS Medical College.
        Anne was never a lucky person. She never win anything at lucky draws. She never guess the correct answers during quizzes. She almost always got picked last for team building. Now, she believed her luck couldn't get any worse than seeing her name appearing under the list everyone prayed to be spared from.
        When pain was imminent, most people chose to run away. Like most people, Anne curled away from the pain the way mistletoe reacted to touch. Because like most people, she was a coward at heart. She was afraid to face pain, but too afraid to make it go away. She could only depend on time to wash away the painful memories. That was how she survived all these years. But Anne had a sinking feeling that this time, it might not be that easy, at least not for the next five years.