Nicely Tagged

I have been tagged. I have heard of blogging. But what the hell do tagging mean!!I asked my friend himself. He told me that I have to brainstorm the past, transcript the present and design the future in a new post. Well, I can write a perfect present and I will try my best to recollect the past and design a good future for me.

My good old times

I was the youngest in my family. As every child joins the school at the age of three, I started my education only at the age of four. The reason my parents gave me was because of my laziness (It might be correct as I never enquired in my neighborhood).Those days were the best days in my life as I along with my two elder brothers used to play cricket inside our bed room. I still wonder how it was possible to play in that small room as I now find it difficult to play even in a large playground. I hadn’t cared about the sound or the damage effected during those days. My only thinking at that time was to play and play only as I had not considered studies as a big deal.

Ten years ago

It was the time of studies and rarely did I step out of my house. I didn’t had any aim of getting a rank in my SSLC or higher secondary examination. We rarely played cricket inside my bed room as my brothers unlike me had other jobs. My only aim was to get a somewhat good mark and get in the same school for my eleventh standard. Though I got good marks enough to get qualified for my admission, I couldn’t get the desired course thanks to the reservation policy of the government. I didn’t feel dejected at that time as I had full support from my dad.

Today

Well, now I am in a comfortably miserable position(Literally).This is the first time in my life after the age of four that I am sitting at home for more than five months and still a long way to go. Thanks to the economic depression that I have no idea what to do. This doesn’t mean I am sitting jobless. For the time being my dad is my chief executive. He has assigned me many jobs like cleaning the room, keeping the car clean, paying the telephone bills, etc.

Tomorrow

Who knows! If I am alive I assure you that my room will be neat and my car will be clean and definitely my bills would have been paid until my cleaning process starts in the Information Technology industry.

Fourteen years from now?

In good hope I will be a bureaucrat travelling in a state car and working for the good of the country. Possibly getting fired from my minister for my laziness (Quite possible). Fourteen years is really a quite long time and by His grace and hard work it is possible to make these dreams into a reality.

If I build a Time capsule what would it contain…?

If am given a chance to build one, it will contain my photographs, movies and songs, Bhagavad Gita(the way of life) and my blog.