So what do I want to do?
a) I want to travel. See places-Mount Abu, Kashmir, Delhi, Berlin, Rome, Paris, London, New York. Meet people, see new things. Eat different food. Know cultures.
b) I want to have a successful career. Finance is exciting, politics and world events with their crazy interdependencies ceaselessly interesting.
c) Colours are fun. clothes even more so.
d) I want to learn new languages. Atleast French, Spanish. German, maybe, but softer ones are better. Bengali too.
e) I want to read. real literature. Shakespeare, Thoreau, Mark Twain, Wilde, Hemingway, Edward de Bono.....
f) I want to do the sun course in java. one thing to call mine.
g) I want to write. To speak without stumbling, to talk without getting tense, without the mumbling and the stuttering. Clearly communicate, through words and actions.
h) I want to watch movies.A lot of them. listing right now.
i) I want to enjoy mathematics the way it used to be in 11th and 12th. No hassles, no exams, just do it 'cause you like it.
A career with all of these seems a bit of a stretch, no?
Wednesday, 31 March 2010
Introspection(I suspect, part one)
Ah choices. One of my friends once said, it's better to have one watch than many, atleast you know the exact time. I'm starting to get that statement. I gave both my interviews, and none of them went very satisfactorily, which means I'm still looking at career options.
I talked to dad today, and he said he'd always wanted to do his thing. He completed his course, then did a job at a private firm for some years, and then started his own office.
My problem is that I go pell-mell into something, and then I don't know what to do. It's weird that after four years of engineering, I still don't know what I am. No, scratch that, I know what I can be, both at my best and my worst. I've started to know my limits, and I get my weaknesses. And how to get myself out of them(sometimes). I'm curious, and I don't care about danger, or about working hard. (Or so I'd like to think) I'm passionate about minorities, and I'm a sucker for underdogs.
The only thing is, I don't really have a passion about anything in my life. I don't know what I could spend the rest of my life doing. Rather, the thought of spending the rest of my life doing one thing sort-of scares me. In a very commitment-phobe sort of way. I mean, you want it to happen, but if it happens you know you're lost. I'm rambling here.
I talked to dad today, and he said he'd always wanted to do his thing. He completed his course, then did a job at a private firm for some years, and then started his own office.
My problem is that I go pell-mell into something, and then I don't know what to do. It's weird that after four years of engineering, I still don't know what I am. No, scratch that, I know what I can be, both at my best and my worst. I've started to know my limits, and I get my weaknesses. And how to get myself out of them(sometimes). I'm curious, and I don't care about danger, or about working hard. (Or so I'd like to think) I'm passionate about minorities, and I'm a sucker for underdogs.
The only thing is, I don't really have a passion about anything in my life. I don't know what I could spend the rest of my life doing. Rather, the thought of spending the rest of my life doing one thing sort-of scares me. In a very commitment-phobe sort of way. I mean, you want it to happen, but if it happens you know you're lost. I'm rambling here.
Thursday, 25 March 2010
Over? Already?!!
THAT was my interview? The one I prepared for-slaved at-actually? Just some light-hearted chitchat, with one weird question thrown in? Are they serious?
Obviously not, about me.
Obviously not, about me.
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