Somewhere I read, ‘Life is what happens to you when you plan the other things’. It has been true to a larger extent in my life. When I was dreaming of entering a premier Engineering school and had enough marks to get in, the government modified the allocation system that I ended up in a not-so premier institute. Then when I was all set to go to Bangalore for work, life events turned me to Madras. Later, when I landed in the US and made plans for a longer stay, I was chosen to go to Belgium. And in Belgium when I planned to set-up a firm, events beyond my control brought me back to India. Somewhere in-between, when things seemed fine in my personal life, a storm blew and smashed everything.

But I should mention though, except for the last one, I enjoyed the ride through diverted route. Hostel life during college days were unforgettable. So much fun that even now when I think about those days, I can laugh for hours. It was the same case about Belgium. That was hell of a ride.

I don’t know why these happen so. Is it because I don’t plan well or is it that life is just like that?