My Passion vs My present

I still remember those days when I used to scribble on sheets of paper and showed it to my mother and asked her whether she was able to understand what I have written. As a child too naive was me to be able to understand that my mom understood nothing! Slowly then those scribbles somehow transformed into maintaining my handwriting and between that growing up dance classes was also a horror for me initially. But that too slowly became my passion, my love nd my worship.
Anyhow between studies and many more stuffs a stage comes in everyone's life- to choose a stream. For the stream choosing  was like jumping off the cliff or trying some experiment standing on the suicide point! I never loved to be such serious but at the midst of every enjoyment situation made me be serious; be more concerned about myself.
After many apprehension many considerations i took a decision which is much unloved by me. Yes now I think i should have let me have my present without those over thinking things! I dunno whether i love my present or not, but i have a little enormous reason to love it; and happily alas bringing myself again to my passion of being cheerful every moment now.!
                                                                                                                   
                                                                                                                               Author ~Kusal Debnath