What my True Statement of Purpose would be like

To,
The Consular,
High Commission,
Australian Embassy,
India.

Subject- Statement Of Purpose

Respected Sir/Madam,

I have been fortunate enough (or should I say unfortunate enough considering the circumstances) to be accepted by UTS, Australia for the course Masters in Engineering Management and I am now applying for a non-immigrant student visa for the Spring intake of 2014.

I want to make a difference in the field I work in. I want to make a name for myself that will not fade into oblivion. I'd probably have started my application with something like that if I had been the same person I was a couple of years ago. I did crave for fame and success above all once. I was proud of my accomplishment of graduating an Electrical and Electronics Engineer, major in Communication, without any fails; and I thrived of making a meaningful contribution to the telecommunication sector in my country. My bucket-list included making a name for myself to the point of one day being one of 50 ladies included each year as Naree women of the year in this magazine that awards women who have done some significant works in their respective fields. Looking back at that dream from where I am now has led me to realize how naive those dreams were and how I need to set more realistic and attainable goals.

I graduated about a year and half ago from Kathmandu University. Though the plans of it being a residential university were not carried out, in my year we did compulsorily have to stay in the hostel and so I did for four years. It was a domain on its own, secluded from the world outside. Located at Dhulikhel, it was far away from the pollution of the valley but not far enough to be completely cut off urbanization. Wonderful weather, walks in the nature and numerous sources of entertainment and good food within walking distance, along with my many friends. Those days were the days we dreamed big. We had no active responsibilities to speak for, money was not an issue as we were students and it was still okay to depend on our parents financially. Studies were our only concern and so we found a lot of time to imagine what life would be like after graduation, who would be the first one to land a job and where, how much would the jobs pay and where would be go for a post-graduate degree when the time came.

I cannot speak for all my friends but the real world started for me when I came back home after my finals. Then came the immense pressure of finding a job. Contrary to what I believed, nobody was looking to offer any kind of job to a freshly graduated engineer. There were no vacancies, no HR would look at my CV without prior work experience and there was no end to the competition that ensured if and when there was a job opening anywhere. The massive crowed of people on the streets, the endless traffic jams, the unnecessary honking from each and every vehicle while waiting for the traffic to change, not to mention the dust that enveloped the entire roads due to road expansions made it even more difficult for me to adjust to this life after graduation.

Word Porn

The more I browse through this site wordporn and read and understand the philosophical and spiritual stuffs said there, the more I believe that I am not normal. But that is the best part of it all, it says that it is more than okay to be crazy and no work of art has been accomplished till date without a slight hint of madness. 

And frankly I would hate to be with someone who pretends to be normal and who would make me as pretensions because for most people it is so very important to keep up appearances. It is like their whole life is spent pleasing somebody or the other by agreeing to things they feel the entire opposite of or just sucking up to somebody. Being unoriginal, being like everyone else, trying to mingle in the crowd.

So I have never had a problem fitting in. I am not so much of an introvert. I do not dread social interactions but I prefer to avoid them as far as possible. I am not anti-social, I have people I like to confide in. I just like to keep away from useless interactions and small talk.

And this picture is actually the reason I am ranting here. This is not a problem that I have faced. I read and I love reading. I may not be one of those girls completely absorbed in books who forgets to eat and sleep or forgets that a real world exists around her, but I know what it is like to travel to a whole different realm and imagine being with the characters in their world of fantasy.

I have always been proud of myself and I love myself just how I am. I am so thankful I am not a bimbo, I have the aptitude and openness for an intellectual conversation and a highly imaginative mind, and because of the way I look I am not an outcast.  Though the thought had never occurred to me before if I would be labelled a outcast because I prefer reading and spending time alone rather than talk to just about anyone who comes in front of me. I wonder if people would think I am more weird that they think I am now if I looked more bad. Bacause no matter how hard you try and no matter how much you try to change it, a girl will be judged by her looks first amongst other things. A friend of mine once said to me very honestly that trusting  a guy of loving me truly is more difficult for me than others because first of all I have to make sure it is not the looks that have attracted him. Of course I care about the way I look but my thoughts go deeper than that.

So I was just talking to another friend of mine about how important it is to be able to communicate with others without being afraid of saying how you feel and how intellectual and spiritual conversation is like comfort food for your soul, like a good book is to your mind. And one of my turn-ons is the two of you looking at a third person together and saying, preferably at the same time how he/she reminds you of somebody from this book that you've both read! Now that would be my kind of love-at-first-sight.

Zorro

I recently re watched one of my favorite childhood tv series Hip Hip Hurray and loved it again. It is about students from one high school in India and their many adventures, trials, the problems they face and how they overcome them, basically it is a coming-of-age story. 

So, it was not wrong of me to assume that I would like Kaiketsu Zorro, another one of my favorite childhood series, a Japanese English dubbed cartoon show. But I just did not like it. I remember the time everything about this show used to please me, so much as to the point of me developing a crush on the lead character Zorro. But this time around I thought Zorro was a cocky self-righteous weirdo who was just in the right place at the right time with the odds always in his favor. I even remember how the mysteries intrigued me, now I feel like every episode is pretty much the same! Some bad guy is doing something bad to some good guy/guys, the rest of the people around are just by-standers who do nothing to help the poor good guy/guys. At the nick of nick, just when something very bad is about to happen to the good guy/guys, enters Zorro. And the innocent by-standers go... Oh look its Zorro and the bad guy goes... What... Zorro!

And of course Zorro saves the good guy/guys. But since the army had branded him as a rebel, every episode ends with him being chased, unsuccessfully by the soldiers. 

Of course I cannot expect to be satisfied at this age with what what was my ideal show once when I was little but I cannot help but feel a little disappointed and also a little cheated for fantasizing about watching reruns of this show for so long! Oh, well, here's to hoping I fare better with Lizzie McGuire.