Slice of my life

“An electronics and communication graduate possessing core knowledge and experience in developing / maintaining and looking forward to work in a challenging environment as part of a resourceful team in developing innovative products”. Each line from the previous sentence shouted ‘BULLSHIT’ on my face, “will do any work sitting before a computer with higher pay-scale, onsite opportunity, close to home” sounded more reasonable.

               

                This is my second resume after going through lot of placement training sessions, mock interviews and having a reasonable knowledge on what I have to send for each and every company I’m applying for. I glanced at my old resume which said CGPA 7.4 in Arial, size 11 font and somewhere under hobbies, it read as WRITING.

            

                 I opened my diary to see that I haven’t written anything from the past 6 months, there was a phase in my life where I used to write everything that struck in my mind. I read all my old writing and I felt nostalgic. A drop of tear rolled by cheek and I leaned back on my couch with my eyes closed.

             

                 Twelth summer vacation, with 81% PCM and engineering entrance exams queued up every Saturday or Sunday. Before I could complete my final competitive exam, results were out one by one which brought lot of changes in my house regarding my future. I did not clear both AIEEE and VIT but I got selected in SRM. On a fine Sunday morning , I found myself being woken up as early as 7 in the morning ( that’s early morning for me) to listen in as they (parents) were discussing within themselves on what course and which college I should opt for. ECE was a unanimous choice but I was not drawn into the discussion in deciding my future (I think it’s the same across whole of India, Children cannot decide what they need to do in future). I had my inner voice whispering me that go for literature stuff as it would help you in your dream ( writing, ofcourse) but that time my inner voice never had a substantial stand either with others or even me, so I went happily into Engineering.

               

                  Four years of Engineering flew faster than I expected but still I could not figure it out what I learned in those four years, I’m still the same as I was during my 12^th board exams – confused, not having any answers for questions which life asks time and again, not knowing what to do with life etc etc. But I had my share of engineering with those late night assignments (most of the time my friends used to write them for me), last minute studies (though I had arrears), those so called excursions (fucking industrial visit), fucked up final year project (project meant just to pay the money and get the kit from the project center). I suddenly found myself at a critical stage where I needed to decide on my life. My newsfeed in facebook was filled up with statuses that read as, “Got placed in TCS/CTS/WIPRO/ACCENTURE” with 100+ likes for each, I couldn't wait to update mine but I knew that my status would be more or less something like “Got my first book published by prestigious publishing house”, I waited for that so badly and still waiting.

             

                  A whatsapp beep wakes me from my sleep and I remembered that I had to complete my new resume. I got up from my couch and my diary fell infront of me opened up. I took it and read,

             

                 ‘Sometimes, we are so attached to our way of life that we turn down a wonderful opportunity which lies infront of us simply because we don’t know what to do with it. We are so much afraid to create our own new path so we follow the tried and tested one.’

     I turned few pages in my diary and began to write ‘this’. Maybe it may get me closer to my dream, maybe someday I will be a writer, maybe it won’t happen but still all I can do is take a small step towards what I want, just a small tiny step is all that matters in the journey of thousands of miles.

Be passionate and do remember,

            

                                  “DESIRE MEANS NEVER QUIT”