Tell us about the last thing you got excited about.
This might just sound so lame but hear me out.
Growing up, I always wanted to ride a bicycle. Our parents couldn’t afford one and it was fine for all of us. Walking was what we always did, no matter the distance. And also I thought it was something for the boys, I accepted it. But when I went to college, seeing the students juniors/seniors everyone owning a scooty/ bike gave me a cultural shock and literally every girl could ride scooty and it gave me the FOMO. But still I knew, I won’t be able to ride anyway so what’s the point of owning one, I thought.
But during my internship, walking back and forth from hostel to hospital, sometimes even twice or thrice a day was tiring for me esp at night and I couldn’t always rely on others and I’m someone who just couldn’t ask for help/lift so casually. So, I took a leap and bought an old scooty, determined to learn, I was quite confident at start but then fear crept in. I dreaded knowing I need to go for a morning practice I couldn’t sleep peacefully (blame the overthinking me). It became the biggest fear of my life at that time.I was so frustrated and ashamed I used to lie to my parents I’d already learned it but in reality I was always on the backseat.
I struggled with this fear for almost a year but what I didn’t know was that those tiny efforts even with shaky and sweaty hands and nervous filled heart, even when I thought I didn’t learn a thing and blamed myself for my cowardness. It was indeed changing something at a micro level.
Today after being graduated for over 6 months, I can confidently ride alone, even on heavy traffic days.
That feeling when I ride—freedom, excitement, pride—is so much sweeter now because of all those dreadful days. This has to be my greatest win this year followed by me graduating as a Doctor.
So yeah going for a ride alone everyday makes me excited like nothing I have ever done before.
The irony I still don’t know how to ride a bicycle.
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