My mother was telling me today morning that I should try for
something else next year and not retake the management exams (provided,
of course, that I fail to convert any of my three remaining Interview
calls). She feels that I'm like a cheetah; that I can cover a fair bit
of distance rather quickly but I lack the ability to sustain that pace
for longer periods of time. (Well, I thought to myself, atleast someone
has found something similar between my favourite animal and me!)
My
first-choice subject (after the ordeal of graduating with Economics
Honours) was Journalism and/or Mass Commuinication. I wasn't allowed to
sit for any of the relevant entrance exams because my parents felt that
"it's a very uncertain future" (I tried making them understand that
life itself is very uncertain, but it didn't quite work).
So I decided to give MBA a shot. Now, I'm being advised to try something else..
"Two
roads diverged in a wood, and I..." Unfortunately, that's where the
buck stops. I don't yet know which road is mine to take...
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