When I was young, I used to write poems in my diary. I guess I still have the diary @ my father's place. The diary is incomplete, one poem to go most definitely, named "Aunty". Couldn't complete it before she passed away. I was a kid back then. I wish I had fulfilled her wish on time. I wish I was more mature then, if I had I would have guided myself to become what I wanted to be.*maybe* Back then I wanted to be a scriptwriter, can you imagine that, kids my age @ that place didn't know what exactly was a scriptwriter. Nobody knows this, until now of course, I used to scribble small notes to myself and I used to keep them in toothpaste boxes and hide them behind my pile of books inside my book shelf. They contained secret notes. I wonder where did I get those crazy ideas from. After a while I was very unwell, I looked really skinny, lost a lot of weight, then I thought of being a model. *laughs* I still wanna win the Miss India crown, still haven't given up, not until 2 years from now, after that I won't qualify anymore. *sulk* Then came a phase in my life, when I was happy n satisfied, I didn't think what I wanted to do, actually I didn't think anything. This phase in my life continued for long and was surrounded by friends was fun filled.*smile* Now I wanted to be a lawyer, screwed my chances of becoming one, ended up in an engineering college. I also wanted to be like Barkha Dutt-the famous journalist and also wanted to be a psychologist at some point in my life. The 1st one because I watched news a lot and loved the idea of being able to deliver news to somebody and the 2nd choice because I wanted to understand em-es better. Before I could figure out what I actually wanted, I was already graduating. Finally, I'm going to be an engineer. (Don't know what expression should I be having right now!) . My experience in college, tought not miserable, wasn't fantastic either.
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