It’s said, time is what keeps everything from happening at once. Time also adds perspective. 10 years is a fairly significantly module of time. As the decade turns, I looked back at what my expectation was at the start of it, in 2010, and how it really panned out for me.
Is the corporate ladder the key to success?
Expectation – I was working with one of the best global employers, American Express and was expecting to climb the corporate ladder. My definition of success was intricately linked to how well I did in my career.
Reality – In 2011, I got pregnant and decided to take a break from the corporate world. I took up writing, something I always relished in my youth but could not pursue as life got busier. At the end of the decade, I am an award-winning blogger with my own website and a regular writer on a variety of topics. Looking back, there are turns of events that really set you on the path that brings out the best in you. Only time makes you appreciate this truth.
Delhi – Jeena yahan marna yahan, iske siva, jaana kahan?
Expectation – I am a Delhiite at heart. Born and raised here, I felt Delhi is where I will always be.
Reality – In 2015, we relocated to Chennai as my husband’s job took him there. A wonderful stint of about 3.5 years introduced me to new lifelong friends, strengthened my bonds with family and propelled my writing trajectory. Getting out of a comfort zone can do wonders and really broadens one’s horizons. Today, I am richer by that experience and have countless stories to tell (many of which have already been featured on my blog).
Wearing our lives publicly
Expectation – I thought Facebook was a good medium to inform the world about myself, learn more about others’ lives and reconnect with people who I had lost touch with and should be used sparingly.
Reality – Social media now dominates our lives. There are so many forums to catch up on and it appears everyone’s lives are so public that there is an information overload. The pressure to be ‘correct’ is also intense as the world becomes more interconnected. This decade, I thought I sold my privacy!
Lights, camera, click!
Expectation – Having graduated from reel cameras to digital cameras we got cameras even on our phones. It was the best way to capture moments of my little one growing up and I thought it can’t get any better!
Reality – It did get better. It was the age of selfies and exponentially better cameras on phones. I can’t imagine life now without them! First thing to do anywhere anytime! It is so cute to watch my little one try out his photography skills on himself and others as he picks up the Ipad.
Changing face of entertainment
Expectation – The Khans would continue dominating Bollywood and the films would follow time-tested scripts. Thank God for Tata Sky and its recording power so I could select what to watch.
Reality – I was wowed by the new age talent that has emerged in terms of acting (Alia bhat, Vicky Kaushal, Ayushmann Khurana etc.) and the kind of powerful and interesting movies that are being made. Even better are streaming platforms like NetFlix and Amazon Prime and the original series they play. Good bye Tata Sky! By the way, where are the Khans?
Expectation – I knew parenthood would come in this decade, but nothing can prepare you for it. I had always seen other parents around me and imagined I would be different from there.
Reality – Motherhood happened, and I had to bite my tongue. I was indeed like everyone else. It is hard work and “always on”. As my son grows up, I realize that there is no perfection in motherhood. Every parent and child are perfect in their own ways. Perfection is a mirage whereas only love is real.
How many of these can you relate to? What was your most varied expectation vs. reality theme in this decade? I would love to hear in the comments section.
“This post is a part of ‘DECADE Blog Hop’ #DecadeHop organized by #RRxMM Rashi Royand Manas Mukul. The Event is sponsored by Glo and co-sponsored by Beyond The Box,Wedding Clap, The Colaba Store and Sanity Daily in association with authors Piyusha Vir and Richa S Mukherjee”