I wanted to be an astronaut when I was 8 years old, the skies always amazed me and I wanted to land on the moon but later my dream came down a little and I wanted to stay in the cock pit of an aero plane, I wanted to be a Pilot, the dream of placing myself above the land was always inside me. Some how the thought of becoming a pilot changed to that of a scientist. I thought what’s the point in flying? I wanted to experiment with things, but my high school education told me that to become a scientist you have to be a school drop out. But unfortunately I was a topper in school and thought of becoming a scientist diminished. And my chemistry teacher proved me that I will not become a scientist and she indeed succeeded in that. Ok I said to myself that “Jagan you aren’t as intelligent as you think”. Then I wanted to get into the field of advertisements and entertainment – The Media World.
The passion for making films will be inside everyone and it was inside me too. But alas this time my parents were in the middle of my road and I was forced to take an U turn and after that I didn’t take any choice the road took me into the city of engineering. I said to myself let me excel here, let me become the best of the worst and aimed to get into IIT and the result was the same - flop and I said “you should be a successful business men”,
but college education told me that to become a great business men you have to be a college drop out. But not so good, I cleared all my papers and full 4 years, dont leave the day even before the semester nights, all I learned was "How to spend time without doing anything or rather nothing?"-- and years passed one by one.. dream of doing great in Sports, Gym, Clubs and Culturals all proved to be a bust and the final year arrived and Yes I become a, you all would have guessed by now – SOFTWARE ENGINEER.
Now I have no aims, I am still…
Which road should i take ? - Friday, August 05, 2005 -
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You wake up at Seatac, SFO, LAX. You wake up at O'Hare, Dallas-Fort Worth, BWI. Pacific, mountain, central. Lose an hour, gain an hour. This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time. You wake up at Air Harbor International. If you wake up at a different time, in a different place, could you wake up as a different person? We're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world. |
Monday, August 08, 2005 1:03:00 PM
Asshole..koodhi.....the pictures scrambled on ur blog are meaningless.....there don't seem to be germane with the title of ur bloglets.
and blog-link me. Ponam koodhi. |
Tuesday, August 09, 2005 12:19:00 AM
dai
i didnt put the pictures to be in sync with the topic i wrote.. i wanted it to be colorful and of a masala type ... |
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