I grew up in Ooty.

Books, football, rain occupied my mind. 

No one to tell what to do next. 

Heck there was not a single mentor. 

Educated parents had some hazy idea for their kids.

Other ended up in the only Engineering College in the town, or the Arts College. 

Well I ended up in Engineering. But I was not up for it. 

I was writing and reading, and a technical course was not my best bet. 

Just like that I left and took literature. 

At that time it seemed like a terrible idea. 

But now it seems it is a very good decision. 

In a similar manner I left the job last year. 

But it is slowly starting to be another great decision.

This is just a reminder. 

You may not control where you start,
But you can control where you finish.