Part 1: The Beginning



I have always wondered if you can choose your destiny or destiny chooses you. And what i have learned that whatever happens, its just the same. I pictured myself as a rebel; I always lived for my dreams. Like a normal person, I dream to be happy, to be successful and to be famous. I don’t think that’s too much to ask if i am willing to make a honest effort towards getting there. I wanted these things because I wanted to make everyone around me proud of who I am. My mom always made me believe that I am special and my dad always taught me not to listen to anyone when they say "This is difficult kid.. you cant do it".




I know I can’t be a great man. Not because I am scared to make a effort. But because i dont have a screwed childhood. All great men have stories to tell how they came out of poor misery and shot to the top of rank. Well.. I don’t have any stories like that. I am an over pampered spoilt brat. Being the smallest member of my family, I was always protected from all the soo called evils in the world. My parents always gave me everything that they could. My brother always made sure i never falter in anything and always shielded me from bad company. Not that they chose my friends for me but they always made sure I knew which crowd to hang out with. I was always very demanding as a kid. I wanted everything. And everyone around me worked hard to make that happen. So, to be precise, I had a nice childhood with lots of good friends and lots of fun.




But somewhere in all this wonderful dream world I was a part of. I started to find that vacuum. Getting everything always meant that I was working one step closer towards losing myself. Every time I was falling down, there was someone to catch me. Every time I cried, someone would wipe the tears off my face. And I had started to enjoy it. I realized that I was taking everything for granted. I was afraid of the fact that there will be a day when I would have to make a effort of getting things I asked for. As I was growing up, everyone was expecting me to stand up for myself and fight for my dreams. But there was a small problem. I didn’t know how to do that.




I couldn’t talk about this to anyone because everyone loved me so much and it would have hurt them if they knew I was insecure about their love. So I kept those feelings to myself. I wanted to show the world that I was as smart and as intelligent as anyone. I never wanted people to look down and say, this is the guy who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and never had to work hard to get anything. I was fighting to find my identity. I wanted to feel challenged. I started thinking of being a scientist. Computers always fascinated me. But getting everyone to believe in me was difficult. And then my father said to me one day," I think its good that you want to be a scientist. But you know kid, its difficult for you to do it." And that was the day i realized which was the best gift my parents could have ever given me. I had started to believe in myself. I just smiled and said.. "Dad.. I am not going to listen to you. Coz, you have taught me not to let anyone tells me that it is difficult for me to do it." He knew I was not his small kid any more. And I knew that for the first time in my life, I was standing up for what I believed in.



I was standing up for my dreams now. Success was my only option from now on. Everyone who had always held my hand and led me to this position were finally happy that I was standing up on my own feet. Now they no longer held the control of my life but were sitting in my corner cheering for what i was doing.



I think that was the time when a geek was born inside me. He was my brainchild. I nurtured him inside me. I was a spoilt brat for a lot of years and made fun of everyone who acted like nerds. But it was time to get serious.. It was time to get GEEKY....



This is my story. A story of the life of a GEEK. It was not easy to be called a geek. It took me loads of hard work and patience to be where I am. I am going to tell you about a fascaniting story of a geek. Now the question is why you should listen to my story. This is not just my story. This is a story of what we all have within us. Some of us are so scared of it that we never let our geeky side out. And some of us are lazy enough not to nurture their geeky side. But there are times in our lives when we work very hard for what we want. We block our mind from all the other things around and start living for the knowledge we care for the most. That’s when the world thinks you are nerd, boring and what they call in technical terms “A GEEK”.



(to be continued)