Achievement

It's 28th February again! My Birthday! But this year it is different. In less than 50 days time, I am supposed to somehow turn from an ex-geek, Playstation wielding, Food gobbling, Vacation loving, Comics craving, humor-seeking guy next door into a doting, responsible father to a young one.

The signs are ominous! I turn 33 today, and guess what? So did my young one, who turns all of 33 weeks today, too. And I thought I wanted to follow Dad's footsteps!

So I am supposed to suddenly convert into a supreme being who is looked up to for inspiration, for guidance, for support and oh, with respect.

The kind of Respect only a Big Daddy can command!

Imagine the situation I'm in:

I know that respect is to be earned, not demanded. But to earn respect, one needs to have at least achieved something. Now when I ask myself, having spent 33 years on this planet, what have I achieved? I know it's not Money! It's not my Friends! um... actually my only one true achievement is the most basic thing that I could have ever done. And that's fathering a baby!

Hey, I wasn't born to be an Engineer! I wasn't born to be a hot-shot Marketing Manager either! Or even a Tech-savvy geek!

In a nutshell, I finally understood today that, I ended up achieving something which I was destined to, without even striving for it. Life is so fickle. For a guy who avoids emotions, I feel rather overwhelmed as I go to bed tonight. It's as if I am just playing a small part in the grand scheme of things concocted by a superior power. A power as supreme as the one that gave me my own life to begin with.

And suddenly today, I respect my Dad one hell lot more than ever before. He's an achiever too, I know!