“A quitter never wins-and-a winner never quits .” This one quote has been lurking in my mind for years. It is true that winning in life isn’t everything, but wanting to win is. Life has been a herculean task for me from the beginning. Without vision people perish. You need a dream if you want to succeed in your life. I too have an astonishing dream. Read my story. Hope you will appreciate.
Knowledge was of least concern for me when I was in my pre-university. Fame and appreciation surged hand in hand with my marks. I had shortlisted BOSCO for my CET tuition. For the first time in my life I appreciated the essence of knowledge there. The real teacher is one who ‘inspires’ and Bosco, crossing all benchmarks and yardsticks became my hero. From then on I never looked back. I stood first in my college and got good CET rank. Future really seemed to be a cake walk for me. The twist was both of my medical and Engineering rankings were almost same. I remember a dialogue of a protagonist in an English serial “When you stand on the edge, in front of a sword, there can barely be two consequences : Life or Death. But there’s always a choice. ” I aspired for medical and my parents wished me to be an engineer. We were at loggerheads. I finally had to make peace with them, needless to say I joined so called engineering.
One person who kept faith in me, called me just after PU results were announced. He is a doctor by profession and a mentor by instinct. Most of all he was my neighbour. I thought he knew of my intentions and probably was intending to help me. When I met him, he quipped “Why do you settle average when you can become iconic. Go in search of your dream. May all success be yours.” I nodded in agreement. I never took his words seriously until I failed and became inferior in front of someone I loved.
I come from a semi orthodox Brahmin family. Naturally I am shy to mingle with girls. But this one girl who was my PU classmate left a lasting imprint in my memory. I don’t know what she thinks of me, whether she accepts me or not. The only thing I know, she being my side, life would be an endless ecstasy. When we finally had to depart, I proposed her. It’s a nice feeling getting scold by a girl. The reply was as expected “Let us be friends instead.” I don’t know why girls don’t understand that partners can also good friends. I almost stopped messaging her. I was on her waiting list. I wish I had got a place in her heart. It did not happen early. But repercussion was not sorrow but an endeavour to achieve that feat in my life which would prompt her to say “I wish I had accepted him. ” I never wanted to back off.
The trend in engineering hostels is when a girl rejects, booze for a while, put all blame her, question her chastity and finally forget her. Luckily I am not that kind of a person. Self respect and patience are my heart and soul. The words of Ruskin are of great prominence in my life “ What we think , or what we know, or what we believe is, in the end , of little consequence. The only consequence is what we do.” I decided to wait and in the mean time put my strengths in sculpturing a long cherished dream. I became averse to entertainment and forgot for while that I too have a life beyond.
Believe me, engineering is full of rhetoric. Do you know what best describes a trainee aspiring engineer like me!? “ jack of all, Master of none.” Whole of engineering I wrote hundreds of assignments and internals. Lesser said is better about projects and seminars. The antiquated theorems and obsolete teaching methods failed to inspire me. Of lately I recognised my talent space and did lot of research on what profession suits me the best. The result was obvious. “Engineering is not my cup of tea.” Then what is?? You will know when I achieve that feat. :p Everyone needs a constant thrust to survive that zeal for long. Now you know why I mentioned that girl earlier!.
The difference between luck and bad luck is quite slim. When opportunity knocks your door, if you open the door, its luck. Failing which is bad luck. I had a first taste of success in my final year. Job at Oracle. God bestowed me with the least expected. This was more than I deserved, but not all. For me, passion and profession does not rest on the same page. Aspirations are like waves in a sea. What finally matters is which wave hit the shore. I want to be portrayed as a person who lived for something which he cherished from the beginning, certainly not as an opportunist.
Hoping to make a difference.
Prashant shivaram Bhat