Think before you speak
"Life is like a powerful, spoilt brat who loves challenges. You throw a strong statement its way and it will take it upon itself to prove you wrong. Thank God it has a sense of humour. "
“There’s no way in the world I am going to a b-grade all girl’s college!” That was the ‘iron-clad’ statement I made to my parents when I was 17 years old. I was confident I’ll make it to one of the ‘cool’ co-ed colleges in the DU north campus. I hardly had a great percentage but I was oozing with groundless confidence. Or maybe it was denial.
Well, what I didn’t know was that life was carefully listening to me with a raised eyebrow and folded arms. I imagine it mockingly said something like, “You wanna bet.” (((sigh))) And as life would have it, I did go to the same ‘b-grade all girl’s’ college for three years.
Rewind to my 10th grade. I finally graduated to Mills and Boon. As I chatted with my girlfriends in our free class, I pointed towards the M&B I’d just finished, and said, “There’s no way I’ll ever fall for an arrogant, prejudiced man. And Love-at-first-sight! It’s an absurd idea, there’s no such thing.” There wasn’t, until 5 years later, I did fall in love, at first sight, with an infuriatingly arrogant and prejudiced guy. I bet life was rolling over with laughter and amusement. I could almost hear it saying, “Anymore no-ways?”
Let’s fast forward to the present. My dear husband (the same arrogant, prejudiced guy) says to me. “Sweetheart, we ought to have at least 3-4 kids.” Without thinking, I blurted out,” Babe, there’s no way we’re having more than 2 kids.”
Damn! (I hope no one was listening).
“There’s no way in the world I am going to a b-grade all girl’s college!” That was the ‘iron-clad’ statement I made to my parents when I was 17 years old. I was confident I’ll make it to one of the ‘cool’ co-ed colleges in the DU north campus. I hardly had a great percentage but I was oozing with groundless confidence. Or maybe it was denial.
Well, what I didn’t know was that life was carefully listening to me with a raised eyebrow and folded arms. I imagine it mockingly said something like, “You wanna bet.” (((sigh))) And as life would have it, I did go to the same ‘b-grade all girl’s’ college for three years.
Rewind to my 10th grade. I finally graduated to Mills and Boon. As I chatted with my girlfriends in our free class, I pointed towards the M&B I’d just finished, and said, “There’s no way I’ll ever fall for an arrogant, prejudiced man. And Love-at-first-sight! It’s an absurd idea, there’s no such thing.” There wasn’t, until 5 years later, I did fall in love, at first sight, with an infuriatingly arrogant and prejudiced guy. I bet life was rolling over with laughter and amusement. I could almost hear it saying, “Anymore no-ways?”
Let’s fast forward to the present. My dear husband (the same arrogant, prejudiced guy) says to me. “Sweetheart, we ought to have at least 3-4 kids.” Without thinking, I blurted out,” Babe, there’s no way we’re having more than 2 kids.”
Damn! (I hope no one was listening).
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