Decisions

In my twenty-four years of existence, I’ve been at the crossroads on a number of occasions. Times, when I’ve had to take a decision for myself based on the situation at hand and ready myself for the future. Some of these decisions have been taken with full cognizance of the fallouts, whereas others have been risks. In either case, the decision was made and fallouts accepted.

For me, taking decisions affecting just myself are a lot easier than those that affect not only myself but also the ones I care. Over the years, I have found myself in more and more instances wherein the decisions taken have been of the second type as above. I guess this is what terms like growing up and being responsible are all about. Whatever be the case, the fact remains that its difficult deciding things for oneself and picking options keeping others in mind just makes the process all the more interesting(!).

I am the low risk-taking types when it comes to matters involving people I care for. And over the last few years, this trait of mine has been a major flash point for some of my friends. I’ve been found guilty of not taking the popular approach on a couple of occasions. I’ve even had to pay a price for doing this.

I would like the people concerned to spare a moment and digest the fact that I cannot keep all of them happy all the time. And I need to be true to myself in order to do full justice to their importance in my life. Thus, unless I am convinced about something I will not vote in favor of it. I’m aware of the consequences of such a decision and I’d rather be true to myself than fight myself into playing a role I’m not convinced about.