Some days, I
think of those boys from another time. They are mostly bankers in America now
and, I imagine, partly responsible for the subprime crisis. They are in the glow
of the life that they had so dearly sought. But somehow I feel that their
sisters, who eventually pursued what they wanted to, have more interesting
lives. Also, occasionally I hear that some IITian or the other is returning to
the art that he had originally loved. And is making up for the time he has lost
because he could crack the toughest questions in the world but could not answer
in time the class teacher's annual question, "What do you want to become in
life?"
