To the 20 year old me
2020 has just ended. This year was a strange one. It was the year, which claimed millions of lives, jobs and confined us to stay at our homes due to the pandemic. I just turned 20, a few days back. 20, an age where one says a goodbye to their teen life and enters into the proper adulthood. This year was sadly one of the most unproductive years of my life. I stayed most of my time indoors, playing games and studying nothing. But as the year has ended, I am optimistic that at least, this year I will value the time and turn the most out of it into something fruit-full. A short poem, which I wrote to myself for the future Abhishek to read. To the 20 year old me Abhishek, now you are 20, an age of duties and responsibilities. You dream a lot, you think a lot, your ambitions are as big as it could be, but sadly there is no effort to turn it into a reality. The next five years mean a lot, a job to find and to meet a girl, who would be the one. So don't waste your time in the foolish