people say architecture is hard. well, i had my fair share of statutory warning that came along with the course package. i stood there, basking in delight for almost topping some almost third grade competitive exam.
what i needed was peace after the painful ejaculation that was, PUC exams. call me masochist but i somehow loved getting it over with. bah!

now everyone told me this ain't your piece of cake, i wished whole heartedly that this would be the first meaningful study i might ever undertake. that this was going to contradict every form of mugging, completely delineating my rote memory, stimulate my right brain and give me a dysfunctional right arm. was i prepared for it? i didn't care. i let it unfold cheekily.  

today i am, still letting it unfold. there's no cheekiness and rest assured, there was no separating work life and personal life here. there were no two ways to go about it. it was a life changing decision. it was the ultimate journey. i scrapped all the old MEs. and found many more new ones. i am a tumbling bead in the colourful, inconsistent kaleidoscope that is this way of life.

i love it. no, dig it.