Everything i have done in my life till date has been inspired by my impulses. It's all the game of instincts.. nothing has ever been decided or pre-planned. I can not even tell anyone what would be my next step. It's as if a gush of wind passes me and i act accordingly.
I have never wanted to take up literature.. or rather say i had no idea of what literature is till my higher secondary education. the only subjects i knew were medical/engineering/CA/IAS. It's my less percentile score in 12th that made me enter the world of Literature, muses, authors, philosophers,abstractions and much more. I could not have been what i am now if i would have not chosen this subject. but then what i am in present... what i'm? why i'm? Did i achieve something?