To My Dearest Engineering

Dear Engineering,

I was in the 7th grade when I first heard about you. I'd given a personality test back then which traced engineering in my blood. As every member of my family is an engineer, it was pretty obvious to go ahead with you. And to be honest, you were the most elusive bachelor(ette) in the town and it was considered an honor to be with you. You were glamorous, all-consuming, and yet so unattainably far away.

Since that day, I wanted to spend my life with you. You were the hottest in the town, how could have I said no to you? I told everyone that I'll end up with you but heart in heart I knew I was built for another. Somewhere deep down I knew I am not capable enough to have you but you were so charming that I just wanted you. Oh engineering, I just wanted you.

And, my journey continued, I started to dream all the power, all the fame, all the money, I started to breathe you, I wanted to consume every bit of you. While bonding with your chemicals, understanding your thermodynamics, maintaining your equilibrium, calculating all your depression and tension, I didn't know in what form you'd be but I knew we're meant to be together. Oh, my dear engineering, we were going to be together for once and for all.

But like everyone else, I forgot that change is the only constant, and I lost courage at the very last step. Yes, I fumbled, I fumbled when I was just one step away from you only to realize the love I have for you is all delusional. I realized my hidden love for another but it was far too late, too late to step back. My heart was shattered, my love was broken, I had no option but to choose you.

I gulped down my sorrow, gave you a crooked smile, and began my new journey with you. And at last, you happened and this is how it happened. 

But what did you do with me? Did you love me back? I was heartbroken as you made me part ways with my love and made me walk into your arms when I was sure you wouldn't want to hug me back.

But entirely unaware that I was walking into the right arms. That the fingers I chose, blended perfectly well with mine. Oh engineering, you taught me so much. Life is not simple and so weren't you. You made me tough, strong and capable, competent enough to handle the real world, you showed me I can survive even without loving your languages. 

Yes, surely I made friends, countless friends but perhaps you got jealous and gave a delicate glimpse of betrayal, and little did I know that you were preparing me for the real world. The world that eventually awaits. Oh engineering, you took care of me when I was just a teenager. 

You were so selfless that I took you for granted and you didn't even realize. I got distracted, I pretended to be with you when in reality I fell in love with your student body. I betrayed you, yes, you heard me right, I betrayed you for your student body which gave me hope that I can survive even without you, that I can choose something else too.

But my dearest, you have always been there by my side, and today, I know you'll always have my back. You loved me like no one else could have. Surely we had a rough start but today I am so afraid to lose your principles, I know we're made for each other and I just can't live without you.

I know legally we have parted ways, I know today you're just a piece of paper but you taught me how phones work, and when I struggled to understand the routing algorithms and, the AES and the DES algorithms, you never left my side.

Understanding you was one hell of a roller coaster ride! With every passing day, you presented a new set of challenges. Whether it was finding project partners, meeting new people, presenting unfinished codes; you were stressful, you were cruel, you were relentless but ABOVE ALL, you were a personality builder. In hindsight, I should've trusted you. 

Today I'm sure to handle any challenge that walks into my life, be it a life-partner, new friends, a new job, a second degree, ANYTHING, and EVERYTHING, you have made me capable enough to handle situations with total ease. You did to me what you were supposed to do: turn me into a problem-solver. And till eternity, I shall be grateful for that. 

Yours Truly,
Another Engineer