Well finally there’s some movement in the house. I mean I’m getting daily calls from some of my overachieving relatives trying to get me into a discussion (in the vaguest of terms) about my career and my future. All those discussions tend to go like this:
THEM: I think that you should take electronics in whichever college you get.
ME: How about nanoscience?
THEM: Naa, the scope for nanotech is very ....ummm...nano. (yeah, engineers are funny aren’t they?)
ME: How about aerospace engineering?
THEM: There is no market for that at all! Unless you want to do aircraft maintenance.
ME: What does that mean?
THEM: You know, like checking tyre pressure.
ME: FINE! And how about chemical engineering?
THEM: Great we finally have someone in the family, who wants to become a petrol pump attendant.
ME: PETROL PUMP ATTENDENT!! Why don’t I just do an MBA after my engineering?
THEM: Well, yeah, go ahead. Wal-Mart has a lot of toothpaste to sell. You can at least sell it for them after an MBA.
ME: What can I possibly do after electronics that’s so nirvana-ish?!
THEM: Oh, loads! After that do your masters then your PhD and then become a professor. (It took me some precious ISD minutes to realize that he was NOT joking!)
That! Is what my relatives call a ‘discussion’. I just can’t help but be amazed by how the next decade or so of my life seems so predictable to them.
When my dad initially asked me what I want to do in life, my answer was ‘I want to be slightly less miserable than people who hate me, that’s called winning!’ I wonder why? but I think that sealed my fate. That’s how parents think I guess, a witty response was interpreted as ‘an indication of how little my future matterd to me’, sooner than I could say ‘college’.
Gone are the days when I would brag about my dad being an all India topper.....Now I find myself hoping that that he was just an uneducated exporter.... Sigh!
P.S: And ‘Guwahati’ is not spelt as ‘Gauhati’ (as I have spelt it in all my comments). That just shows how dependent I am on Microsoft spellchek. :)