“Genjutsu of that level does not work on me.” — Itachi Uchiha
I am not going to write more about how my parents were or things like that, but I am going to explain one incident that made me realize the importance of following your passion, not your parents’ forced path. I know this is content that mostly Indian students or kids can relate to, as we are often normalized victims of this kind of pressure.
Before my entrepreneurship journey, I was interested in martial arts from an early age, since around 3rd grade or even earlier. I loved learning Kung Fu because of the fighting skills people can acquire from it. But my parents didn’t allow me to go to Kung Fu classes, as there were no training centers near me, and even if there were, there was no way they would allow me to go alone at that time.
And years passed, but my dream of getting a black belt in Kung Fu never died. Around 6th grade, I cried a lot and somehow convinced my parents to agree, because a friend of mine was going to the same Kung Fu dojo, which made my parents feel more safe. But within a year, some problems arose, and I had to quit that dojo, mainly because I did not go to Kung Fu during exam time. I had convinced my parents that attending extracurricular activities during exams would affect my marks and I might forget what I had memorized.
It took years for me to rethink it. My parents told me to take a gap, practice what I had learned, train my body, and they would surely get me into a dojo again. So I trained hard. Some days I trained for three to four hours, ran ten kilometers, worked out, and made my body stronger. But again, years passed. The dream inside me grew, yet there was still no Kung Fu. One day, I got so angry, realizing there was no way my parents would take me to a dojo if I did not act. I cried a lot, burst out emotionally, and eventually went back to Kung Fu around 8th or 9th grade.
Then Corona came, and I had to stop again within a year. I realized that if I did not fight for it, there would be no Kung Fu. Eventually, I stopped working out because of exams and lost interest and motivation. I had done everything to learn fighting and become good at it, but without hope, motivation disappeared. After 10th grade, I planned to go again in 11th grade, but my father wanted me to focus on the gym and bodybuilding instead. I did not like it. I wanted martial arts, but he manipulated me into the gym. I lost interest in working out and maintaining my body.
I did not continue martial arts locally because I would have had to move out, and I could not. So I did not force it. Years passed, and I lost my six-pack, biceps, and strength. Now my parents scold me for not taking care of my body, but they will never understand that they are the ones who made me like this.
One day, I realized that if I do not follow my passion and only follow my parents’ words, I will end up in a dead end. I no longer see the Kung Fu journey as the end. I stand up for myself now and am focusing hard on entrepreneurship. My parents are also trying to push me onto another path, just like the Kung Fu arc, but this time i don’t have to worry about the brainwashing, because that level of convincing no longer works on me. I will earn my Kung Fu black belt in the future for sure. I do not want my life to be a short, unfulfilled story. I want to be happy, and I deserve a good life with lots of happiness.
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