🌥️ Dreams That Make Us Fly — Even If Life Changes Our Direction ✨

 


When I was in Form 4, one of my friends looked at me and said,

“Gowri, you are tall… your body is suitable for modelling and even being a flight attendant.”

I still remember the excitement in my heart — 🥳 Maybe I can really consider this!

For a moment, the sky felt like it was mine.

But as time went by, the number on the weighing scale also went up 🤣.

By Form 6, I had already reached 70kg, and slowly that dream of modelling or flying just drifted away. I continued my degree in the education field — and that path shaped who I am today. 👩🏼‍🎓✨

Today, I wore a lovely baju kebaya gifted by my dear friend Nalini Elumalai. I felt elegant and confident — just like the younger me who once dreamt of soaring.

As always, I went to salam my husband before leaving the house.

He looked at me and asked:

“Hey, you change profession already ah? Going to MAS?”

Immediately my mind flew back to my Form 4 dream.

That moment reminded me of something powerful:

Even dreams we don’t pursue can still make us feel happy and inspired.

They lift us up.

They bring a smile.

They give us wings in our imagination.


There is nothing wrong with dreaming high.

Dreams make life beautiful.

So… dream la. Dream as much as your heart wants. 🫧✨


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