Saturday, November 10, 2007

Statement of Purpose

I am supposed to provide an answer to a question which
was not that much difficult when I was 6 years old.
Oops ! I forgot to mention the question.Sorry, the question
is

What are my future goals?

Honestly, at 6 it was very easy because I wanted to become
Superman. But as my birthdays passed away and the numbers
on the std. section of stickers on my notebooks changed, so did
my goals. Then came 9th and it wasn't that difficult then either
though there were some social obstacles against it.

Well I wanted to be the life partner of someone who now have
a life partner.
No, child marriages are not that much prevalent
anymore in India. But it was
just that she was 2 years senior to
me. And out of these she failed once, so
you can see there is
not any abnormality in this relationship and also age of
women
aren't that simple to decipher. I was really firm on my decision to

hold her hands till doomsday but then her bugaboo kinda brothers
compelled
me to make some changes in my plans.

Like a brave man, I then moved on.I then cleared boards(CBSE
man and not any south indian board ;)) surprisingly with great
marks. Before I can choose a stream,I was told about the coaching,
tuitions centers for physics, maths and blah blah.Oh! I was confused
because all of the hot and rich chicks of my school opts for commerce
and someone was really into my head and in my @$@!!$@! as well.

Jesus, I am imagining her again. Stop it....stop it You have to
write a report on this paper.I was glad somebody knocked then.

Anyways lets get back to my vacillating state of mind. I was then
attending the science section classes and looked how guys and girls
(don't be surprised, many of them were not good looking) were
shooting problems of physics, stoichiometry at each other. My aunt
later introduced me to the world of IIT preparation. I managed
to get citizenship of one of the institutes just after school for an
year. I never knew what I wanted but people around me were sure
what they wanted from me, admission to an engineering institute.
However, none of them knew what these institutes are from inside.
It all lies in the vicious circle of Indian society which don't even
spare school kids anymore to become nothing more than simple
hedonists.

So my goal became clearing IIT JEE or any other entrance
examination and by
god's grace and guidance of 3 really psycho
freaks, I managed to reach this
weird place which was not even
the slightest of the college I saw in "Ishq vishq"
or any other
college movie.It was , it is and it will be different. Please
understand
this if any aspirant is reading it though
chances are rare because I am
not that popular for
academics or on blogspot.com as I just kill people
in
my writings.


Three years passed and been through crests and rough
patches. Definitions of many things in life has changed.I learned
how to smile when I see someone with something which was once
mine.How people change colors even at a faster rate than
chameleons.One idiot once said to me there is a difference of
level between us two. He never realized that even if he stands on
a stool, he will still look shorter than me. But again then it was not
his fault, we tend to think we are smart, sexy and cool when a
female is around even if we are bald , fat, not knowing languages
like Tamil or belonging to design department etc.

Secrets, commitments, promises, loyalty I have seen them going
down with the integrity of humans around who then took crash
courses of alcohol and fags to rise above all these insecurities and
stupidities. But then even that so called feeling of Nirvana is like a
double edged sword, freeing you from these worldly concerns but
also making you confess your dark secrets in public which are later
laughed about.

Thus, I can conclude there is some level of increment in my
understanding
of the world and on the account of so many
experiences I present my purpose
to live and achieve my dream
whatever it is on this planet before my demise
because I don't like
the idea of getting a noble prize after transforming into ashes.








6 comments:

shivotra said...

Awesome man, you have a gift. Really, you should consider pursuing it.

PS: what happened to the senior chick? still in touch with her or what??

Musings... said...

Nice piece of writing but a bit unfocused...started from goals to romance to what people should do and not do? Je ne sais pas!

Unknown said...

arey yar.... frankly I was hoping the sarcasm wud be absent from this piece..... it was gud but u can do b8r man...... w8ing for ur next piece

Vikram said...

Yup about the sarcasm..tried but
was not able to avoid it as it has been a part and parcel of life.

thanks Shi,Mahi and ripu for comments though

Anchal said...

dis guy alwez hav a different story to tell!!...bt he is sooo gud at it...kinda inspires me alot to write like dt...keep it up!

Anonymous said...

this is life....or i should say"that is life"
again a matter of perception.......
but it is nice to knw that the change happned is for improvmnt....
sometimes u question ur existance nd sometimes u wishfully deny the salvation.....
sometimes u like what u cant have nd later u realise how right god was by depriving u from those phoney nd fake so called happieness.
it all happenss......
it will continue to happen....
as long as there is "existance of your life"

gud work.....
keep it up.....