Recently at an interview, I was asked who my role model was. I didn't even have to think for two seconds to answer that question. Pat came my reply, so spontaneously that spontaneity may be put to shame. "When I was younger, I always looked up to my sister. So much of what she did, I tried to emulate in my own life." I distinctly remember being called her 'baala' (tail in Kannada) by all our common road friends because I would do everything she did and tag along everywhere like a little poodle.
While every bit of it is true, I am not sure if I really have a role model in my life at this point of time. Sure, I have dreams and I am working hard to inch closer but I think I mostly have my own idea of how to get there. Although I've heard and read a lot of inspiring stories, there is no one person I want to emulate at this point of time. I want to mostly focus on carving my own niche with all the good traits I've imbibed from various people and hopefully be a role model to someone who is in need of one.
As for my sister, growing up made me realize that we are poles apart in terms of personality. She likes cleaning (I hate it). I like cooking although my skills are questionable! (She isn't as fond of it)
She likes lazing around and I like my life outdoors. I still do look up to her for all the amazing and hard decisions she has been making in life. However, I believe I myself have grown immensely with all the experiences I've had and created an identity of my own. So much so that I am her venting machine. (Clearly my sense of humor hasn't grown yet) Call me her spine now, thank you ;) or maybe wings?
While every bit of it is true, I am not sure if I really have a role model in my life at this point of time. Sure, I have dreams and I am working hard to inch closer but I think I mostly have my own idea of how to get there. Although I've heard and read a lot of inspiring stories, there is no one person I want to emulate at this point of time. I want to mostly focus on carving my own niche with all the good traits I've imbibed from various people and hopefully be a role model to someone who is in need of one.
As for my sister, growing up made me realize that we are poles apart in terms of personality. She likes cleaning (I hate it). I like cooking although my skills are questionable! (She isn't as fond of it)
She likes lazing around and I like my life outdoors. I still do look up to her for all the amazing and hard decisions she has been making in life. However, I believe I myself have grown immensely with all the experiences I've had and created an identity of my own. So much so that I am her venting machine. (Clearly my sense of humor hasn't grown yet) Call me her spine now, thank you ;) or maybe wings?
