To be a successful man you need to do something i.e Follow your passion. What if I say I still don’t know what my passion is and you would say only a dumb man can assert that. And by this piece of writing I am not pointing anyone who shares the same thinking; I just want to summarize my whole life into word limits. Talking about limits, it makes me remember that I certainly have many them and have a lot in myself. I admit that I am not Sherlock Holmes or any other Shiny guy who just remembers every single word showed to him or just simply calculates multiplication of seven digits in mind, but admire them.

Well journey of my life started with school days where I was just got into the pool of competition, parents expected more from me but I deliver only average. Then I realized that I might be good at something else, than I explored other options like Joined cricket, Football, Basketball but those things also turned me down. Somehow I managed to pass 10th with 77.40%, I wanted more. Then I saw myself in another race to get into good college after 12th , I thought this could be my turning point I should try more harder, than I joined coaching classes for IIT-JEE, and dreamt of studying in India’s premier college but as time passes by my spirit fades away. Than passed my 12th standard with 77.70% just managed to improve .3% only, wanted more but…..

Than started the period of entrance exams, the reason I call it a period because I had filled forms for each and every exam for B.Tech but had tuff time there too, decided to take admission in a private college in Noida, where colleges were mushrooming day by day. Got admission studied there, gave my four years with a hope that at the end of it I might get placed. Passed my B.Tech with 71.02% still expected more. And after every campus interview, found my name nowhere in the list of selected candidates. Frankly never in my life found my name in any of the list of selected candidates. Finally, became an engineer with no job in hand. Again I found myself in the race of MBA, again I joined coaching classes, again I have filled every form and again I fear of same result.

Friends I have not recited my story because I am depressed or given up to life. I am in my struggling phase to find my passion. I am in search of that “space where I fit in.” Wish there could be some mechanism by which students could be guided to choose their career path not just pushing them to perform higher in terms of Percentage. What I dream today hope will someday turn into reality.