A paragraph from Kafka's Investigations of a Dog has stayed with me. The gist of it was - Dogdom came to a fork. They chose one path believing that they could turn back if needed. Then a time came when it was no longer possible to turn back.
I have often thought about why I took certain decisions. One major decision I took was at the age of 10.
My uncle came to stay with us. He was an engineer. He worked in a factory and had to leave for work even before I woke up. My father left for work after I left for school. And I made my decision. I was not going to be an engineer!
When the time came to go to college, it never even occurred to me to consider engineering as a plausible option.
I have often thought about why I took certain decisions. One major decision I took was at the age of 10.
My uncle came to stay with us. He was an engineer. He worked in a factory and had to leave for work even before I woke up. My father left for work after I left for school. And I made my decision. I was not going to be an engineer!
When the time came to go to college, it never even occurred to me to consider engineering as a plausible option.
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