Entry into the tunnel leading to a new world

I have been looking for a reason to write for a couple of days. The reason not, just to tabulate the things, I am going through. It is more of an egotist nature. Well, I really am going through a transitioning phase, adapting to the new surroundings, meeting some very interesting people. But, why I wanted to write about it is to see whether I could really write about it. Confusing, lets start from the basics.

Exactly one week ago, I was an idiot boy with some stupid doubts and some more stupid cravings that only a certain type of education could cure. So, I took an admission to a school. And after months and months of planning, preparation, scheduling, interviews, it all paid off. So, here I was, thirsty with knowledge, 2 bags in hand and a laptop bagpack coming out of the railway station and off to the prestigious school of Indian institute of technology. Some more nervous faces crept from the platform. Nobody knows who and when these same people will be running the top corporate houses of the world. So, is the factor of uncertainty. But the fact that I have been given a chance to play my destined role alongside these future leaders is just exhilarating. What comes out of the grinding machine goes to the refinery to fine tune the final product. It is the same with us.

Purpose of Life

Recently in an interview, I was asked, "what is my take on the 'purpose of life'!" And the great turmoil which has encroached me forever, like a cricket buzzing constantly in the helm of night, dawn upon me. It all started with a simple question of how i pass my time! And the boastful me started throwing the name of book after book to accomplish the doubt, that I am a well read men. But the result was disastrous when they asked me the above said  question. I for once,  was not going to give up so easily. So, I sat there thinking where to start. I might have taken a little more time than usual because in the meanwhile, he clarified on his asking this type of question, "since you have read a great lot many good books". And there I was still thinking where to start and how.

Finally, when the silence became unbearable, I started answering somewhat magnanimously, "From the dawn of time, this question has been of some interest to men. And time again they have quarreled over it. So it is insurmountable a question to be answered correctly. But in a politically correct way, I can surely say that I too have thought about it and according to me each life form on this planet has a different reason to live. And in a singular fashion, they cannot be clubbed." And that was the end of general questions. The interviewers  took a 90 degree turn, faced each other and I knew I was doomed. I knew their next question and it was a matter of time for me to be prepared for it. The lady opposite to me asked to please elaborate.