Finding your bearings!

I'll always remember 20th Nov 2009. Not coz a suicide bomber bummed out 16 people in Afganisthan; not coz Airtel slashed its roaming rates by 60% but coz.. aah! u saw the subject line smartie!

It was just another day in the life of an MBA student. Woke up with a hollow feeling of having done nothing notable of late made worse by having nothing notable to do in the near future. Attended classes and a recruitment test with the hollow feeling of not knowing whether it was the company I really wanted to work for. More classes to shut the lid on a drab day in office.. But somewhere, not very far, I could sense an alarm ringing.. A feeling of a smouldering pot in my head that's been boiling for a while.. Perhaps, the time had come to realize my calling and stop riding on two boats at the same time.

With this feeling and having nothing else to do in particular, I sat down in the library reading a few journals and magazines. Now that's something I've never done for passing time! Like an engine that was waiting to be cranked, my mind was as alert as that of a teenage boy who's browsing through an adult magazine for the first time. And surprisingly for a marketing enthusiast, the articles that really aroused my sleeping mind were finance related. I took my jolly walk in the world of finance like a fascinated kid holding his dad's lil finger in his first walk outside home. 4 hours of my life vanished like thin air without me realizing it and I walked back to the hostel knowing that I've found what I've been looking for.

Sometimes it just takes a moment of thought for you to figure out which of your two girlfriends is the one that you wanna live for. For me, the moment lasted a full minute- the walk back to the hostel from the library under the watchful moon and the twinkling stars. I knew what I wanted to do from the next moment onwards. I knew I wanted to be a finance guy with a behavioural undertone, thanks to my command of marketing. I knew that these two years in a godforsaken college holed up in a godforsaken city were worth their weight in gold. I knew that sometimes it takes 25 years for you to figure out what you are meant for. I knew I'm chucking the "generalist" tag I had trudged with all along- I don't need play it safe any more. I knew I'd found my bearings!