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Happy Engineer's day!

A few years back, when I was actually low, I made a hard statement to my co-worker. I said I felt like I had wasted 13 years of my life in the company. To which he cooly replied that nothing goes waste.  It took years for me to get over certain things. Job loss was never a setback, but the way people treated me even after knowing that I was fighting out a few things was a great hit. When I started blogging as a means of the vent out, I mulled over my years in the company to pick out a few moments that gave me life lessons. That of course was a psychological kick to self-console that after all 13 years was not a waste. I slowly build on my lost self-trust. 

Today as I was driving to the dentist's clinic with my father, my ears were on FM. RJ Sarah was speaking. She wished people a happy engineer's day and stated that her brother and many like her brother have wasted years in getting the Engineering degree with no life in it. I smiled. She made a statement very similar to the one I made years ago. I think a lot differently today. Maybe because the mind is not blocked.

Forget about the Engineering. I have heard professional doctors say that what is learned in college is hardly handy when it comes to practice. Many don't even practice but just study to get the certification done. What kind of education system are we into? Why confine it to just Engineering? A question that certainly needs to be thought over patiently and dealt with very critically.

As my father got busy with the dentist, I questioned myself. With my current state of mind, would I have still chosen to study Engineering? To my delight, my answer was a big yes. I chose to study and learn inner Engineering over the traditional Engineering taught in colleges. Phew! ....... don't we evolve over years?

The dentist opened the door as he finished his work, while I opened up to answer RJ Sarah's question in my mind.


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