Took a 2nd drop. Studied like crazy. Cried even crazier.
Finally cracked NEET, had decent options, and still didn’t go for MBBS.
Why?
Because somewhere along the way, I realised I wasn’t doing it for myself.
I was doing it because everyone else around me was.
When I told people I wanted to pursue veterinary sciences, most didn’t get it.
Some laughed, some were straight up disappointed.
A few made it sound like I was throwing my rank away.
Only two people stood by me the whole time: my parents.
They saw how my face lit up whenever I talked about animals.
They saw me excited, curious, and genuinely happy.
That was enough for them. And honestly, that was enough for me too.
Relatives still call with their regular “She got 638 and still didn’t take MBBS?”
And we just laugh it off now.
Because today, I’m not spending my days doing something that drains me.
I’m in a space where I feel like I belong.
Where I get moments like this one in the picture nose-to-nose with a doggo who probably knows I’m one of the good ones.
If you’re in that confused, in-between stage right now, I just want to say this:
It’s okay to not choose what everyone expects you to.
It’s okay to take the longer road, or even the road less taken.
You’re allowed to choose peace. To choose joy. To choose yourself.
And no, I don’t regret it. Not even a bit.
