If Engineering were an option, I would have gladly overlooked it. It isn’t because I don’t love science. It isn’t because I don’t love to solve algebra in its most complex form. It’s just that Engineering became the only option because of that ‘thing’.
That ‘thing’ for me was that I loved to write. I read things and loved meanings. I met new people and jotted down their personality. I wanted a liberal profession I rarely spent time wondering why one shouldn’t take Engineering. If I remember correctly, I don’t think if my parents thought otherwise. It was the most suitable vocation. After all, Indians are the first priority when it comes to outsourcing engineers. So it made proper sense. Become an Engineer and everything will be sorted. Jobs, as pity-full the salary may be, will never be scanty. Place, be it 3-BHK, 2-BHK or a single room apartment, will be always available. Respect will be sugarcoated everywhere. No! no discomforts as such.
The only unsorted thing was the ‘conscience’. It is the sole account that remains uncleared when we opt for engineering. Many people don’t know what it means when they take the decision. It’s a very naice thing. You don’t always get to be in its favor. It is as tricky as its creator. You don’t know which form it takes.
I was among the lucky ones who knew what it meant. But, eventually, it was of no avail. My conscience gave it up for that ‘thing’.
That ‘thing’ – It isn’t really something you wish you should give an excuse for taking Engineering. It is just a materialistic actuality. It can be thousands of reasons. Millions of threads which join together to create that ‘thing’. There are some for whom that ‘thing’ is Engineering in every possible form. For me, it wasn’t. The ‘thing’ is what keeps you going when you are in process of becoming an engineer. It’s a mood swinger at times. We get to know the actual weight of our responsibilities when we take that decision. Our conscience favors the usual- the ‘thing’. But what decision do you take ?
What was your ‘thing’ ?