Memory/Thought 1: Point Change
It started in 10th grade. I used to get so bored in the class, so I used to draw a lot on my hand and arm. I felt like my body absorbed so much ink. My dad got mad when he saw this coloring. I still don’t know why he got mad, but it was scary.
I have always wanted to get a tattoo to look “badazz and shi”, but I can’t; it is against my religion. One of the main reasons for that is that the tattoo hinders the water from reaching the skin. One of the requirements for a accepted prayer is to wash some parts of the body (arms, hands, face, hair, ear and feet), called Wudhu, and tattoo won’t allow that.
In 10th grade, I met two close friends that “indirectly” influenced me and my life in a good and bad way. By indirectly, i mean that they weren’t the reason that led my life to they way it is now, but having simple things in common, such as music, did so. They were only the beginning of a long long long chain of events that led to this moment. And every chain of events has a unique beginning.
Knowing my friends was one big ass coincidence. If hadn’t decided to go out on that specific day and walked inside the mall at that specific moment with that specific friend, I would be a completely different person of a completely different life. A different chain of events would have been created of a life in another dimension; I probably wouldn’t be in dental school…that how much my life would have been different.
I always remember these moments in my life in which simple decisions I made created this path my life has taken. Just curious…to know how myself and my life would look like, if I went right instead of left…8 years ago.
The question is: Did I really have control on my decisions and life or were they already predetermined by what’s called fate and destiny?
