Yet I am confused

Hello, people. The stranger is here with a confused, a bit strange and a bit weird blog.
It started when I was in 6th. For the first time, I have made a science model.
Most of you guys judged me with my first sentence that how normal I am talking everyone could have done this. Yes, you all are right. There was a science model presentation for which my project didn’t get the appreciation either. I was supposed to be sad and I was. For a kid like me who rarely talk with people, it was quite unbearable but there was someone who was standing like a monolith. Who supported me through whole my journey. He was my dad. That day he told me one thing I remember the exact, it was, ‘we never fail son, we only win or get experience’. It was very deep thought for the kid studying in 6th standard. For the time, I managed to run through the time. The very next year again the competition held again my model was not selected but this time it was like normal for me to understand that there are so many people who stand above your life. Quite demotivating line but ok for the situation. Next year, again I created a model and as the last two years the thing I got was the failure but this I weren’t motivated nor demotivated, I just evolved myself that where the model is lacking. There is something which always leads me to the failure and what I found was shocking.
I failed every time because the thing I created was unique, it was enormous, complex for people and clearly not something mere. So, next time when I started working on a new project I tried to make it simple and as per the normal guidelines created by our respected freaking teachers but this time I was out from the competition because the category in which I was presenting the project was not the part of competition anymore. It took me four years to understand why I have got failed every time.
In 10th, finally, I got a chance to present my project from my school. In this attempt, I reached the maximum level of competition which was the national level science competition and secured the 2nd position there. I could be the first but there was an issue I can’t tell you right now.
If you are reached here, probably, you were thinking why this guy is spreading shit about his life. So, here I tell you my point. It took me 4 years and more to decide and clarify that I belong to the science stream. Science is my passion. I love to create, believe in practical. Yes, I do it today also. With average grades, I passed my 12th and opt for mechanical engineering.
In between those two years of life. I changed completely. A lot of stuff I have gone through. As a normal, I faced almost every situation sometimes softly sometimes hardly but it changed me again. It took me four years to select my loving stream and in 2years I got a new thing to be in. It was management and literature. I started taking part in and as managing body in events, curricular etc. I started reading novels. It was a new thing for me and I was enjoying it. As I reached the second stage I needed to decide for the next step. Which carrier do I choose? Should I prepare for GATE, CAT, GRE, GMAT, IES, etc. or should I do the thing I love the most? Again I needed to discriminate between two things management and literature.
Options always make your life simpler but in my case I want it to be précised and clear. I don’t like options but life always creates. Not everyone gets options in life. Not everyone gets an opportunity to choose what they want to do.
But it’s always difficult to choose between your priorities where you love two things the same.
And yet I am confused.


Scars are more loyal than people, they don’t leave you dexterously. They are the one, you want to rid of! but they never leave you till you had spent money on them or had done anything worse. Unlike scars, people leaves you like you were never been there with them. Even after scars get removed, they have certain influence on you. People, they don’t even care.

Only lion knows

“It’s after the forrest’s rain drain, the lion knew who he’s in love with”
It means, that when you’re with a person who’s terrible or intolerable or maybe just going through a bad phase, it’s after you be with him for all the while in his bad time you’ll truly realise that you love him when he’s sane.
It’s like the bad time is like the rain when everything’s cloudy or foggy or thunderous, but after it all clears out into a beautiful dusk, you realise what you really feel for that person so just hang in there.