Noticed how people always have advice up their sleeve? How they always think they know better how you should live your life than you do yourself? How what you want is of no consequence, in the face of 'what is right' (or atleast what they think is right, and that but naturally translates to the universal truth)?

You ought to be enrolling for a PhD. It's what you're made for. You were born to be a lawyer. I'm telling you, get into designing. I can just see you becoming a famous writer. You're only going to be happy if you work for a newspaper. Arrey, why can't you do everything together? Work and enrol for a PhD and freelance and take up some short-term course somewhere.

ARRRRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!What if I don't want to do anything huh? What if i just want to bake cookies for the rest of my life because that's what keeps me happy?!

That, ofcourse, is also brushed aside with a 'of course not, no one wants to do that kinda thing. you're just going through a phase'! Arrey bhai, but i want to. I want to make heart-shaped, house shaped, smiley shaped, pink-blue-green-yellow-orange-red frosted cookies.

And then the pity. Haye haye, what you could have done, but what you're ending up doing.

Yes, go ahead, indulge yourself; there ain't no better ego-booster than doling out compassion. Besides, you seem to know just what every cell of my being beats for.

Perhaps it's the eternal quest for the good ole security n stability. Baking cookies don't give you that. For starters, no one might like your cookies. Unless ofcourse you take your cookie baking idea to one of these young-entrepreneur schemes, and then have it giftwrapped in mega publicity stunts, tasting sessions, door-to-door delivery, international accreditation. So when you finally discover the cookie beneath the bows n ribbons n sparkling packing, you see a little pink sugar heart curled up in the corner, all shy and wide-eyed. I just wanted to be me, you know.

Leave maah cookies alone.