Break a leg

Wrote this in Nov 2010. But left it floating away...

Its the Final phase of Education for most people as they near the completion of their Masters' degree. 3 semesters of eventful days and sleepless caffeinated nights have finally given you two more letters to your name. But wait.. That's the least of worries isn't it.. The reason for all the pain and pressure was getting a good job in your industry of "passion". The fantasies from back home where every relative whom u knew in the US was working with a big giant seems so far-fetched. And all you hope for now is to catch the light at the end of the tunnel and pray that every spell of darkness is just a curve in your path. And thus starts the remaining part of your journey...

With countries trying to climb up from the economic recession that tore them apart, the American dream still seems to be just a dream for many. Talent, passion, knowledge and interpersonal skills can get you as far as doing well. But to secure the peak, the last 5% might be required. People call it by different names - some call it chance, some call it fate.. But, in general, it goes under the name of luck.

It is very common for the young, self-driven community to believe that such an entity never exists - its rather a superstition. But certain events in your life sometimes make you ponder at times... What if?? The most confusing questions start this way.. What if luck does exist? What if you need this unmeasurable non-existent entity to succeed? Life's most frustrating twists are spun into one beautiful web. The web is a source of confusion when you are right in the middle, but taking a step back, and an amazing design unravels right before your eyes.

La Vie est Belle...

PS: Dedicating to a friend who still awaits his 5%. Break a leg buddy...