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CHEERS TO FIVE YEARS

I’m someone who has a slight obsession with milestones, always using them as a welcome excuse to travel down memory lane and envision a better future. If that sounds narcissistic, I must add I get equally excited for milestones in the lives of friends and family too. Birthdays, graduations, housewarmings, baby showers (more recently!) all make me happy and excited even if I’m going through a tough time in life myself.

This summer marks five years since my college graduation. I’ve been trying to think back to my answers to, “where do you see yourself in five years?” type questions in the countless job interviews I went to in college. I don’t think I quite described my current life in any of those methodical, rehearsed answers. So, I thought why not sit myself with a cup of coffee and look back to where I was in life around my undergrad graduation, how life unfolded after my college bubble burst, and where I want to go now.

Looking back

With my education in Pakistan’s local, not British A/O level systems, undergrad at Mount Holyoke felt like a car crash. It took me a good while to find my voice amongst peers who came from financially and academically privileged backgrounds. Imposter syndrome hit hard everyday as I played catch up with my classmates on academics and extracurricular activities while trying to work three jobs to sustain myself financially and maintaining a long distance relationship.

Four years of pure grit, I graduated with double majors and multiple honors. I also graduated with the burden of tens of thousands in student loans, a strong identity crisis, and a relationship I was a hundred percent invested in but my family vehemently disapproved of. 

But if anything, my time living by myself in America, first for a year in high school and then college, had made me unflinchingly resilient. I was confident that no matter what I could take on any curveballs life threw at me and curveballs life did throw at me!

I write about some of these “curveballs” because firstly perfect lives are an illusion. No matter how glossy our insta feeds look, we all have our everyday battles to fight. I also write about these challenges because I’ve a tendency to overlook my own struggles and achievements. I want to remember and recognize the difficult times I overcame to be where I’m today, if only to be more grateful for what I’ve. 

What have I done + learned in the last five years?

Where am I going here on?

I’m almost certain that no matter how much I plan, the next five or ten years will unfold with surprises too. But, I do have a little priority list to work through in the coming years. 

I’ll never be able to capture the essence of the last five years or my vision for the next five years in words. So as much as I can write away longer, I think it’s time to end this post.

On my high school graduation, per tradition, my juniors bestowed me titles. One I received was, “she mounts the storm and walks upon the wind.” The last few years I’ve tried to do just this, and will continue to do so in the future as well.

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