Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Too young. Too young.

Most of the days, this is how I feel about my department. I am glad that I am still part of something big: that I live with friends who carry with them a large part my college-going-days. I am still part of a (somewhat) close-knit community of publishing in Delhi, where everyone knows everyone else. But it's not the same. It's never the same, is it?

I am twenty four. I graduated college less than two years ago. If I think about it, it is ridiculous to give up on life so soon. To be stuck in a rut. To think, really think, that this is all I will be able to achieve.