In a world full of competition, in a college where people are filled to the brim with talent. You fight to to make your own unique identity. But what if the thing that was your identity is no more yours.
Badminton champion was my identity, the thing that was only mine and people knew me for that.
But it is no more. What else can I make my identity?
Was that identity really necessary. Did it distract me, did it make me think highly of myself more than necessary. I guess.
It was the one thing I could fall back on when my life was on the backtrack. I could see my trophies and feel that I wasn't a complete failure at life. That I had achieved something, I was good at something. So now what?
The highs and lows of life, right?
You win some, you lose some.