Life Falling apart and Mr Furry



As a Kid its almost in every kid's wish list to grow up and be an adult. Although they eventually will but still the have a curious wish within themselves about being an adult or a grown up.

But Life isn’t fancy as we think while playing grown ups being a kid.

Once we hit adulthood, the real hell starts, all those fairy tales and story books are not into existence.

Real race started, the race of life; running here and there without any direction trying to be the best of best than others. Same happened to me, while I was a kid growing up and hitting 18 was one of the most beautiful and daunting thing that can happen to kid but life was no longer the way I imagined, there wasn’t any Prince in red cape. As soon as I hit 18, I got the real gist of life. Parents expectations, teachers taunt and the long spiky but realistic life path.

My life was falling apart, I wasn’t able to make sure about what should I do next. While kids o- let me rephrase it, adults of my age were doing much better in life. They had a plan, they knew what they wanted to do and on the other side I didn’t knew what to do with my life. I was a bright student but curricular books didn’t use to excite me anymore, I didn’t wanted to live any average person life who works their ass off in their corporate 9-5 work.

I lost it, I was severely stressed out with my life. I didn’t wanted to choose any normal major like them.

My life turned miserable, Mom dad turning toxic, any parents would whose child no longer focuses on studying and is living her life so badly. I was said if I don’t do something with my life I had to leave home and that’s what hit me the most. They were not like this when I was a kid, why they are hurting me and not trying to understand me anymore; was I that much of a shame to them.

I forced myself to take stupid course which I didn’t liked. I was loosing my sanity, my life wasn’t getting any better, I wanted to do something where I won’t have to answer anyone but no one seems to understand me. In typical Indian family, parents would support you till you are doing something which they like; if not then boom the support bubble burst.

I left my course and didn’t got the courage to inform my parents about it, they wouldn’t support anyways. I was blankly sitting on a bench of my favourite park, it was evening and it was getting chilly; while staring aimlessly in a direction I saw a cute little furry ball of kitten that maybe was abandoned, haha just like me maybe.

I picked up that kitten into my arms, it was barely as big as my hand maybe a new-born. I couldn’t understand that whether I was strayed or he was.

I decided to take his responsibility on me, Lol sounds funny right? When I myself wasn’t able to take my responsibility. But for him I had to do something, I took him and went to my home decided to tell them that I won’t be doing the said course they wanted me to. They got furious and shouted at me asking me to start my own life and to get the essence of real life, I was sure to stick with my own decision, I wanted to be an entrepreneur and I told them that. They unfortunately didn’t understood but I was willing to stick to my decision. The cute furry ball scrunching in my hand, I wanted to save both of us life. I asked for time, I didn’t had anywhere to go. They agreed on it, They were sure they don’t want to keep a shame in their respective home. I am left with 2years , they said I can be their till me College completes after that I have to live on my own. One year had passed and I am happy in whatever I choosed, I choosed to keep that Mr. Furry and he is with me till now, we both are running our life peacefully. I am earning a little and saving it, I choosed to be a freelance writer. I am not that flourished but I believe in myself that I will definitely do better than that for me and for Mr furry, I maybe am selfish to choose what I want but being selfish is necessary sometimes.

I feel like I didn’t saved Mr Furry from stray to stay but he saved me from falling apart to a dedicated, hardworking women.