Hold On To Your Passion!

I suddenly hugged my mom and asked her, "Do you feel proud that your son is now a writer?" I asked her because I was missing my father. This was the question I always wanted to ask him after I become a writer.

She felt good that I hugged her, I don't usually hug. And she said, "Oh my dear son, I'm just so proud that you didn't give up your passion. You held on to it." 

That felt good. That felt good because I know what it meant. She saw how I always had resistance at the home from my father to my writing. I left the hug and was walking back to my room to continue the new animated movie 'Soul' and then she spoke again. 

"I've asked Mayuri (my cousin who drew sketches to my book) to hold on to her own passion even after she gets the job." I saw something in her eyes while she spoke that. 

And I replied back, "You feel regret, don't you, for leaving your passion?" 

She just gave me a smile and went to the kitchen where she has always kept herself busy in her marriage. And even after my father's demise, she's still performing her duties. 

I guess that's what happens mostly to our parents. I believe my father also must have had some passion but lost them in performing his duties. My mother had a passion for sketching and painting. She was really good at it. But she was lucky enough to maintain another passion that had, luckily, aligned with her duties: Cooking. She's a great cook and anyone in the family does not even bother to compete with her, she's that good. 

It only makes me feel so happy that I didn't give up when things were so difficult. It's only when you are getting so close to achieving your goal that's when exactly things get so worse. I am lucky that I have some people who supported me in those difficult times. Abhijeet, Hrishi, Aastha, Shikha Ma'am, and my favorite Pam. 

I often see many friends in my college and they talk to me about their passion and I feel so great to know their stories and their reasons that why they stopped pursuing their passions. 

I truly want all of them to fulfill their passions and I keep making small efforts to persuade them to follow their passions again. 

I know someone there who has been lost in her duties but I'm hopeful that someday that person will get back to her passion. That would be so beautiful.

And I hope I can do enough in life that I can create that option for my mum to go back to her passion for remaining part of her life. 

Passion keeps us alive, it keeps us going. And I truly want you people to live your life by doing what you are really passionate about. Yes, there is resistance. There would be issues but you can get it if you hold on to it, no matter how hard things get.

Remember no matter what your passion is, you'd find this writer friend of yours cheering up for you. 🙂