Why Engineering? Continued...

Yeah of course, the return journey made all the difference. It just didn’t take me across different cities of India I’ve never been before but also made me contemplate a lot on my abilities and more importantly on my true calling. The journey started from Dehradun, the furthest I’ve ever been from my home.

I boarded a bus from Dehradun to Delhi. It appeared just like the bus we would naturally visualize in North India. But the places it passed through were historic. May be not every place but I remember taking a halt at Panipat. Ah! The number of wars fought on the land came as a flash in to my mind. But there was a highly emotional contemplation that was going on my mind.

Usually after a heartbreak, I tend to take decision in a fit. I know that’s very unhealthy behaviour but the adrenaline or whatever pumping in just makes me feel like I suddenly am filled with an invincible spirit that energizes me (Well, that’s just for a while). I was planning to get rid of my marine life completely. Yep! I completely got rid of the idea of continuing in the marine field during the bus journey. I considered taking design aptitude test and getting admitted to the School of Architecture and planning. I thought maybe that was my true calling. “Dude, Don’t be silly! That’ll take another 5 years of your life and you are already well past the deadline and you can apply only the next year and that means a f**ing 6 years and…”and of course that was a lot of ands and that was my more rational part of brain speaking to me.

The best part about my mind is that it rarely lets any problem or even severe trauma interfere with its resting time. I remember only falling sleep after that decision of joining the architecture course. It was only after reaching Delhi I woke up. I had the Thirukural express from Delhi on the next day. The next morning, I went to the New Delhi Railway junction which is different from the Hazrat Nizamudin in Delhi where the train starts an hour before noon. I had a lot of time to spend. I thought of taking a walk across Delhi streets.

I came out of the railway station and took the street straight opposite to it. I decided that I would walk forward in the street for half an hour and do the return journey the next half an hour. I came across many shops and I bought myself another bag (even after losing my passport to some random agent in Dehradun I was able to bargain for the best price) and a cap. And the best part of taking that walk was coming across a Ramakrishna mission mandapam. I walked in and sat there serenely. It was totally soul enriching.

I was back in the railway station after an hour as planned. I thought of buying a magazine to read during the journey. So I went to the book stall in the railway station. After looking at the collection of books there, I dropped my plan of getting myself a magazine and started trying to decide between the novel, The paths of glory by David Archer and Five Point Someone by Chetan Bhagat. Now I really feel like that was the real choice I made and engineering just followed.

(The book that I bought and the aftermath….Tomorrow)

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