Monday, December 27, 2010

And I dream on…

Butterflies in my stomach…Its been a very long time since I experienced that. A very long time. The last time must be in my 3rd grade when I had to compete in a debate competition and I was shit scared. I have come a long way since then. The butterflies in my stomach died long ago except for a couple who would occasionally flutter their wings on certain events like standing on stage or waiting for my result or leaving for USA or falling in love. But never did they flutter again in a massive number in my stomach like that 3rd grade debate competition long ago.

But all of a sudden those many dead butterflies have found life again and their wings have increased in span.Yes, they flutter again. They flutter like crazy. Butterflies in my stomach.

I had always dreamed big. I had always dreamed far. I had always written down on my every notebook’s first page the following phrase: I aim high to reach not only the sky but go beyond!

I GOT INTO OXFORD. Yes, I took a huge leap and I am quite close to my ultimate goal. My ultimate aim of life is somewhat a secret even to me. I even do not know what I will eventually become but I do know that my ultimate target is to be someone so great that pages of history will be proud to have me in its pages. Yes, I am a dreamer. I dream on. I dream that one day I will accomplish my deeply childish dreams…Yes, I dream on like a small child…

With butterflies in my stomach, I dream on…

Thursday, December 23, 2010

Fate? Or something like it?


Fate works in strange ways. It closes a billion doors on you but opens one huge door better than all the combined closed doors. I have always believed in a somewhat very complicated theory of Fate devised by me. I always believed some part of our Fate was in our own hands. But parts are completely out of our hands. I would not go into that but I will tell you how fate “PLAYED” with my life and then gave me a huge compensation. Gave me something better or more like GAVE ME THE BEST!

My dream was to go to MIT. I had a perfect profile. I had everything I needed to get into MIT. EVERYTHING. Except for one thing: SAT score. I was always successful in everything that I did. I thought I was invincible. I thought I would win it straight and clean once again this time. But like I said: Fate works in strange ways. I got a pathetic SAT score. My dreams crashed and burned. I was devastated. Depressed. Suicidal. My first failure, my first fall from the horse, my first eye-opener hurt more than anything. I heard somewhere that DEATH is very painful. I felt the pain equal to DEATH.

Fate works in strange ways my friends. Before my SAT, I was “forced” to apply to UK universities including University of Oxford. I applied but I knew that Oxford was an impossible dream so I never paid attention to it. I always focused on MIT. But now MIT had to wait till I get back on the horse and try again. I did not even feel like getting back on the horse. I felt miserable. In immense Pain. But something happened and my life changed again. I fell once but I was lifted up so high that I could never imagine that! I thought flying so high would be impossible but my Acceptance from University of Oxford took me all the way to Cloud 9 and BEYOND! Yes, I AM GOING TO OXFORD. “THE OXFORD!”

I am one of the 6 lucky students Brasenose College of Oxford University accepts every year to study Electrical Engineering.


Saturday, December 11, 2010

Something is NOT right!

I write whenever I am over-flowing with emotions. These emotions find their way out through a carefully chosen set of words.And today I write again but I don’t know what those emotions are. They are just something inside me bubbling to find their way out. I don’t know what those emotions are. I just don’t know. It just doesn’t feel right. I don’t know and these emotions can’t find the right words. My hands are typing NOTHING. No meaningful words. Nothing. I just don’t know. I feel helpless.