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I remember watching greys anatomy episode, in the days nearing my graduation. In it, there was a girl, who ends up in a hospital a day before graduation. Alex asks her to tell him, her graduation speech. It goes something like this, ‘Today is the day my life begins, today is the day i become a menace to someone other then my parents…’

Omer Imtiaz from PG dropped me a mail asking me to call him. I did. The moment i read the mail, i called him. He told me he wanted to check my availability etc before he forwarded my name to GBS for hiring. Said he’s 90% sure. Now i dont want to get my hopes high, but its a bleak hope, light pouring through a crack… and a dozen other such metaphors. I pray to God something good comes out of it.

Meanwhile I finish my articles for TFT, write more, and ask RR for the project he needed me as an RA on.

And hence forth, life goes on.

Listening to Kings of Leon-Use Somebody as I wrote this:

I’ve been roaming around
Always looking down
And all I see
Painted faces
Fill the places
I can’t reach

You know
That I could
Use somebody
You know
That I could
Use somebody

Someone like you
And all you know
And how you speak
Countless lovers
Under cover
Of the street

You know
That I could
Use somebody
You know
That I could
Use somebody
Someone like you…

Off in the night
While you live it up
I’m off to sleep
Wagin’ war
To shake the poet
And the beat

I hope it’s gonna
Make you notice
I hope it’s gonna
Make you notice

Someone like me,
Someone like me,
Someone like me, somebody.

Go and let it out…

Someone like you, somebody
Someone like you, somebody

I’ve been roamin’ around
Always lookin’ down at all I see

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Starting over is never easy. And I don’t think there is any book on the subject. Or humanity for that matter that says it is. It is a wrongful assumption to make, to assume everything is a a piece of cake, in life. Specially if you have 16 years of science and education which all you have to speak for you, and at the end of it all, what you really want to do is write, or something. Then its starting from scratch.

I like to imagine if I got somewhere, on a job on the basis of my education and qualification, i would be at a, not being modest, comfy job with a steady income. But since my writing for TFT has taken a step forward, I have dared to dream of a different life, that was all but a far away speck for most of my existence. I tend to under estimate my technical capabilities quite a lot.  Maybe i am just not that comfortable with it. I never came to terms with my capacity as an engineer. Though i did do quite a few not so shabby projects in my undergrad work. Specially my FYP which was awarded the first prize. But sitting at an office job, 9-5 doesn’t agree with me. Life must, MUST amount to something more then simply providing for yourself and your family. So I have found a glimmer somewhere, a door creaked open, left like that by accident, and the opportunist in me has managed to get a few fingers hinged in. Hoping to push it open. Having no idea where it leads or whether it will even ever open fully for me to walk through.

I like to imagine myself breaking the rut, and trying something new. Does that make me brave? I like to think so. But having no strings attached makes this easier then it would have been later in life. Maybe.

RR offered me to be is Research Assistant. He just called as i was writing. He gets projects and research grants for studies and what not. Like agriculture in Pakistan. Good thing or bad thing is I’l be working from home. I was hoping to live in Lahore for a few months and maybe get to go places. Maybe all that is not lost yet. I have agreed to do it. If i am up for it, i’l be getting some money per month or per project, as per our agreement. How much and the mechanics of it all are still vague. He’ll send me the material and i’l go through it and give him the green light. Long hours and everything is all good. With nothing to do and all the time to spare, i might as well do something constructive and working with someone like RR, would be good exposure. Or atleast thats the idea.

So bottom line. Instead of wearing a suit to work everyday and sitting in an air conditioned office. I sit in my shorts at my laptop, typing away furiously at the keyboard now and again.

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