The predicament called Youth

As I cruise through the most celebrated phase of life I stand to wonder of the complexities and perplexes of the years to follow. Never before in life ever was every decision of as monumental and vehemently significant as of today’s. The comforts of today are transitory the perils of future are inevitable. My self-creation and very often used phrase “ life is a progressive realization of your mistakes “ never seemed truer than before. How drastically a minuscule of change can transform the future you withhold . I fear to have screwed up my life till now but still the future holds redoubtable cornucopia of opportunities . Now the ball is in my court ,as always, and its all about how you play your game this point onwards.
As I get troubled thinking over the numerous possibilities I need to consider before taking any major step with my life I was very aptly reminded by a sage yesterday that this predicament is very short lived and is undoubtedly the most profound advantage of youth. You have options , You have choices you have the power to decide your fate and write your destiny. Very soon in less than 3-4 years this edge will be lost and we shall forever be enchained in what we have made of ourselves. This confidence of having options will be lost and all we will be left with is the culmination of our effort.

guess whos back

Here I am , back again to complete my 1 blog per vacation norm I have been involuntarily following since the inception of ayushman.blogspot. But I guess the sudden spurt of zeal come by reading keshari’s latest masterpiece . I am still a novice trying to find my footing in this world but I have come to realize something for my own good. I am not meant to be a blogger. I am a footballer , I am a virtual gamer but I am definitely not a blogger, this realization has let off the pressure of being a regular writer. Still I am trying to resurrect life into my own little creation, this blogspot.

Well nothing’s drastically new in my life. I am home for vacations finished my engineering studies waiting for my internship results. My surreptitious future both enthralls and scares me.Last semester was nothing less than a senti-sem for me. Ranging from regular “high-times” to shiv-ganga mahakubh to poker tournaments to write-ups to supposedly senti-goodbyes et al . Negation for my college reach unmeasurable bounds with EEE cdcs making me a persistent carper. But alas it all came to an end and a pleasant one for that matter. I just hope there are greener pastures ahead -a city life , handful stipend et cetera. fingers crossed.