Weekendzz...

I woke up at 12:30. After a big long nap. Had a great headache. Migraine attack, excruciating pain. This was my normal introduction to how any weekend begins.. It was a bit different than the other weekends though :D In the context that I was done with all my homework...I had nothing to do today. (That's the reason am blogging.)
The life of a hypersomniac has always been this way. Scowls from your parents when you get up. Tag of the *Sleepy Head* Today was something different. I was asked the dreaded question!

"Where do you see yourself 20 years from now?" My mother asked.
Puzzle headed I thought, At 12:30 on a sunday Morning..Umm, 20 years from now probably sleeping ^_^
"High time you gave a thought to career." mom said when I wasn't able to reply
....And the fuss began.
Ever since that question arose, it never managed to get an answer. If you ask a teenager what do wanna be in life the answers would be doctor, scientist bla bla bla. But what if somebody was not clear?
"What do you want me to do? I mean in life?" I asked.
"Well, I want you to be a doctor."
"That's INSANE. I can't keep studying 24X7!"
"How about English Hons.?"
"Not interested."
This was what every weekend was like. I was asked what I wanted to be and I never answered.
For being a doctor, I had to study too much.
For being an engineer, I had to be good at maths.
For being an architect, I had to be good at art. (I'm just making that up to show my lack of interest)
So,
R.I.P. doctor, engineer and architect.
There was just one thing I was god at : SHOUTING.
Ah! There is goes, am gonna be a politician :)
Decided.
But that would mean migraine attacks almost everyday. Out of the question.
How about an astronaut? Too kiddish, forget it.
Maybe I should just let fate decide. The day ends. I go back to sleep.
< SIGH >

For all the Teenagers looking for an answer to the same Question : Life knows what's best for you. It won't let your talent go futile. Don't think too much..Chill :)
[This is not the time to make hard and fast decisions, this is the time to make mistakes. To get stuck somewhere. Life never comes with an instruction manual. everything can NOT be right..]
I bet 20 years from now,
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I would be SOMETHING which am proud of  :)