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Passions in life

A certain Miss Universe who rose to fame and glory by being the first Indian to get that coveted crown,and getting those plum bollywood offers,gave it all up cause she couldnt "breathe,eat,drink and live" in the movie world alone.She wanted to do more with her life,so she went on to adopt 2 girls and write poetry as well.
Reading that recent interview of hers,resonated so much with me that I never realised how often I have been faced with this dilemma .The famous adage" if you love your work, then it's work no more",applies to my life and still doesnt necessarily ring true.
I am passionate about my work,about being an entrepreneur,the corporate life and then I'm passionate about reading,writing,dancing, theater,about being a change-maker of some sorts, and all that's in between. 
The fact that I like entertaining my  family and friends in my house and getting my son the best education (not just academics,mind you) being on my list of passions too,is purely coincidental ,I suppose.
So what does that make me ,like she said a "Jack of all trades;but then I like being Jack".
Yes,it is a lot of pressure to be able to do all this and more. And to want to excel in all,atleast in some small way. I guess we women are not wired like men to think linear and be focussed on a single passion for a larger part of our lives. Therefore its probably okay to have different pursuits during the different phases of our ever-changing life.
So then, I have decided to cut myself some slack. Everyone in the entrepreneurial bandwagon says that being passionate about your pursuit is the single most factor to make it successful. While I agree wholeheartedly, I am not sure if that alone is  what I want to do with my life,for the rest of my life. There is always more to life that it seems and its almost like out duty to be able soak it in.
Yes I like being Jack and the occasional Jill too,if you know what I mean.
And this is not the last you have read of this. It probably just the start of yet another passionate journey.

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