in response to "depressing realization"

[fictional]

my father writes:

"For some reason a school of thought in India ( um.. Bengal really)
holds that palindromes are unlucky; they point out that a poor fellow named
(su)(ba) (la) (ba) (su) [Subal Basu written in Bengali] could not do
anything because of his palindromic name. So, I would not worry about
graduating just yet. What I worry about is your lack of interest in the
beautiful game of soccer. It is a shame."

Comments

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Sounds like your father has his priorities straight in that regards. These days no one graduates in 4 years. Besides, that's so dull and formulaic. That's what the ordinary people who just follow the system do. They go to class and they parrot back what they hear, never really trying for anything, only doing what they do because it's expected. They are just another cog in the system. People like you though, you think outside of it, you believe in things, you are not just another piece, you are trying to learn, and create, and establish something real. It's a beautiful thing. So you don't graduate when some gargantian system beat in to your head that you should. So what? The important thing is not how long it takes us to complete our goals and our dreams, but that we try, that we never give up faith in them. Life is fluid, changing from one second to the next. Most people get washed away, but people who can see outside the box, well they adjust, they grow, and they learn. I've always known you to be one of these people. I just chalk your recent line of thought up to missing home. Dreams happen because we make them, not because we expect them to be.