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Destructive Distillation

Serendipity

09 April 2008 by Vemana

More often than not I have ignored Chance and the role it plays in our lives. Its role always seemed to be quite trivial in day to day matters. That seems to be the way to go for someone who believes one’s own ability and actions are determinant of what they are going to be and get in life. People like that (me included) tend to take all their credit for their success and blame for their failures without acknowledging luck, god and kith and kin. But beliefs undergo transitions, philosophies need adjustment and sometimes principles tumble down on their heads. Simply things change, maybe more, may be less.

Today was one such day. A dab on the head, a fortunate turn in series of events, a job in pocket (one I can actually join), a small change in belief and a big grin on my face. (All I feel like typing are the :) smile emoticons) I got placed in Satyam-Venture after clearing the final interview for which I had to be uncharacteristically patient enough to wait for 3 hours. For this I had to clear the group discussion to which i had to reach on time and could do so because a friend had dropped me there because he was at home burning some movies. He was here today specifically because I cut a deal of giving him company while he has fag and movies if he could take me home and drop back. I could meet him because I had glanced downstairs from the verandah on the fourth floor where I took the aptitude test. I had to rush home because I had to change into formals in case I made it through the test. I wrote the test because I was desperate for a ‘real’ job and the company had come to my college campus. I wouldn’t have known about this event hadn’t I called up my friend; to ask her, what she was up to and some minor details about the project documentation. I wouldn’t have called her if I wasn’t bored sitting alone in an unusually deserted college parking lot. I wouldn’t have been in the parking lot if hadn’t a reason to kill time. My reason being the clerk who had to give me challan to pay my fees hadn’t reported to work yet. I haven’t been so early to college in nearly six months. I did so because I had to give my car for servicing today and cars are accepted for servicing only before 9:30 a.m. That had to happen today because I was late on Saturday. I was late on Saturday because my tire blew and I had to replace it with the spare all on my own. It blew because I was pissed off and recklessly scratched my car on a zen’s number plate in Rythu bazaar. I was at Rythu bazaar because my mom had ordered me to pick her up there.

Quite an incredible chain of dominoes! It is too hard to believe that something so trivial can have such a far bearing impact. It is seems too stupid that I drew up this whole chain of events and hold them responsible for the ecstasy now. May be the ecstasy is what led me to write this stuff. May be it’s the relief that my 4 years of mechanical education means something that has induced ecstasy. Lo! There I go connecting again. Well it’s a good sign that this very fortunate accident has driven away clouds of uncertainty. The broken pieces of the mirror on the wall are falling back in place giving me some clarity. That is a relief... it is ecstasy... naaa its just Serendipity.


P.s:
Thank you Mom, Mahavir Auto, Sirisha, Shravanth and all other things and people i havent yet connected to this chain of events.