Biographical sketch
This is what I wrote for the TISS application, when they asked me to pen down a biographical sketch :D
"The stars were everything. Ever since I can remember, I have known to stare in wonder at the heavens above. Theories on time, and space, mesmerised me, even fueled other burning questions about God, humanity, and our place in this universe. I even spent hours wondering about the future of man kind, the limitless possibilities of space travel and what was it that we were really rushing towards. As a kid I took this interest literally. I saw myself becoming an astronomer. Not an astrologer, not an astronaut, an astronomer, I would correct countless times. My mom always warned me that it seemed too fanciful considering my Maths scores. I relented and kept my faith in my love of the heavens. At that time I never understood what about the stars had truly captivated me.
By the time I reached the 11th std., things started crumbling. Science was appearing less and less to mean something to me, and it strangely seemed independent to my heavenly fascination. It was only years later, after jumping through hoops to get through my 12th board, and standing against every ones sane judgement and opting to do my BA rather than a BE, that I saw the revival of my lust for the heavens. It was to be in a class that was to open our eyes to the world of cultural studies. It was then that I knew that when I was looking up, I was pondering over the many basic questions of our existence which seemed lost in the daily buzz of survival. They were questions about 'being', 'time', 'space', etc which had held my gaze and which would later give me the relevant perspective to understand the world around me. To see things as clear as I could, like the Hubble, beyond the haze of our grinding reality."
damn, now that I see it again I realise I have a major problems with tenses :/ !
"The stars were everything. Ever since I can remember, I have known to stare in wonder at the heavens above. Theories on time, and space, mesmerised me, even fueled other burning questions about God, humanity, and our place in this universe. I even spent hours wondering about the future of man kind, the limitless possibilities of space travel and what was it that we were really rushing towards. As a kid I took this interest literally. I saw myself becoming an astronomer. Not an astrologer, not an astronaut, an astronomer, I would correct countless times. My mom always warned me that it seemed too fanciful considering my Maths scores. I relented and kept my faith in my love of the heavens. At that time I never understood what about the stars had truly captivated me.
By the time I reached the 11th std., things started crumbling. Science was appearing less and less to mean something to me, and it strangely seemed independent to my heavenly fascination. It was only years later, after jumping through hoops to get through my 12th board, and standing against every ones sane judgement and opting to do my BA rather than a BE, that I saw the revival of my lust for the heavens. It was to be in a class that was to open our eyes to the world of cultural studies. It was then that I knew that when I was looking up, I was pondering over the many basic questions of our existence which seemed lost in the daily buzz of survival. They were questions about 'being', 'time', 'space', etc which had held my gaze and which would later give me the relevant perspective to understand the world around me. To see things as clear as I could, like the Hubble, beyond the haze of our grinding reality."
damn, now that I see it again I realise I have a major problems with tenses :/ !