Everyone usually have a first-time in things. First experiences can make one nervous, can prove to be tricky and also seem all the more new to the person. First experiences can teach you a lot and also be a pointer to one’s blunders.
Parents are and have always been the threshold, where our comfort zone and happiness entered. Parents are the home we’re always used to be around, the solace that our hearts ache for, the only constant companion one have and also the moral support and guidance we’ve always wanted. Growing up, if I learnt anything, it’s that I could depend on my parents for anything and yet not worry about anything. From being an ear to listen to, to being the last one you wish good night to, parents are one big part of my day.
But…What happens when one grows up and has to move on with life?
My first experience of staying away from my parents was the toughest decision I had to make; apparently, making tough decisions mark the beginning of our responsible phase. Like all other first experiences, it was challenging and one hell of a roller coaster ride.
Ever since a child, I don’t know how, but I always was a very independent and I thought it wouldn’t be much of an ordeal for me to be on my own. But, the trouble started when I realized I had to do all my work on my own and also study (NEET crash courses can be the most crammed up schedules I’ve ever been associated to). I had to learn how to study, pick my food up, eat it and also clean around my stuff. That is actually when I realized that no matter how independent one might be, the first time you branch out from your part of the tree all alone, it’s going to be difficult and that’s when I realized how much of tiny details of chores our parents run for us to make it an easy task for us when we’re at home. From grocery shopping, to unlimited money allowances to security, they made sure there isn’t even a small crack left.
The next challenge I faced was food. I have never been a foodie in my entire life; nor am I a person who gobbles up copious amount of food. I also was a person with gastroenterological health issues and at one point in life, I couldn’t eat anything but home food. All that gone, food was a big issue. Dealing with a new variety of food 3 times a day and also get accustomed to it in a short while. Food can also be a fuel for our brains. I also had to deal with ordering or eating outside food whenever the PG food became too much to handle.
I, for one, was really surprised at how well I seemed to handle situations. I can be real lethargic when it comes to chores and anything that might include the slightest of efforts. When it comes to handling first-time situations, I realised that it is all about practice and knowing how to handle the smallest of smallest situations. Apparently, growing up is all about ACTUALLY growing up into a person that is compatible for life. It is also a precursor for what is waiting for us in life.
This one first experience of mine is very deeply etched in my heart; giving me tons of lessons. I’d say it’d be one valid experience in life that I’d say I’m very much grateful for. For, we all are made up of mistakes and experiences; I mean isn’t that what makes a shallow shell-like human into a really beautiful pearl?
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