It was a big, big world but he was getting bigger…
He sat back and reflected on how another year was coming to an end…
There had been work, fun, love, loss, but in all, there was life, and therefore hope.
He remembered when the year had begun, with its hopes and expectations, and how before then, his parents had asked him what he was going to the city to do? “I honestly don’t know” he thought to himself, but he knew that wasn’t good enough for his father who seemed to take pride in all those with labels attached to their names… And ‘I don’t know’ was definitely not going to get him a label.
So, he said “I’m going to hustle”, and his mother burst into tears.
He left the next day despite their appeal for him to stay back, but that wasn’t his dream. Or was it?
He had a dream to become a doctor, but that was 5 years ago, and then he had a dream to fulfil his father’s dreams in the family business, but that was 2 years ago, then he had a dream to do anything to survive - to hustle, and that was 1 year ago…
And now? He had a dream to take the world on his journey - To write, or photography?
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