In the lanes of an unforgiving world

Leaving my job, clothes and the comfort of my home… I had hopped on a train to Delhi.

Centuries ago Chinese students would sit in the dim corners of reeking rooms with melting candles waiting upon them. For becoming civil servants, they had to learn innumerable complex Chinese characters and then pray to god that they get lucky in the exam. The same thing happens in India nowadays.

Amongst the hordes of those willing to put their careers and possibly life at stake, I was one. I had come, but with a vague sense of what I had come for… and why I had come.

A strange sense of fear gripped me the moment my friend asked me what I had come to do in Delhi. It was like he caught me red handed in something I feared I would eventually get caught. There was tension and there was considerable fear. Poof, he pressed the button and all the mental anxieties tumbled out.

For the longest time I couldn’t say anything… but then, when I did…. It was so unexpected that I often think that this is destiny’s voice speaking….

Here goes my rant……..

So who is afraid of the big bad wolf. Everyone is, as a matter of fact. There is somethings in your life that define you, stay with you. These are more permanent especially if you are young and haven’t yet proved your mettle. The mental pressure to do is to say the least, enormous.

But then, what is life if not an adventure. What is life, if there are no challenges in it? (put a question mark in the previous sentence too) and how boring would it be if the monotonously stretching waters of the placid lake of tranquility was all that your life boat had to cross through. Throw in some icebergs, a couple of storms, a few sea monsters, pretty mermaids, drowning damsels and a mission to accomplish and hee-haw you have a nice blockbuster right there.

Who is afraid of the big bad wolf? Everyone is, and that is the exciting part. When you are able to take the pressure, consider your options, form a strategy and execute it properly…. The wolf would have no option but to back off. That is the spirit of man that asserts itself over any and all troubles. If you go whimpering about and then get killed in the end.. not only does it make for a lousy life story, the wolf too gets bored of putting up with such a sloppy hero.

So, who is afraid of the big bad wolf? I am.

But then, I will make it an adventure to be remembered.