If you had met me after my 12th board exams, I probably would've been talking about movie trailers, VFX breakdowns, motion graphics, and title animations, not algorithms or APIs.
My dream wasn't Silicon Valley.
It wasn't FAANG.
Heck, I didn't even know what a full-stack developer was.
I wanted to become the person behind those insane movie intros, production house logos, and cinematic animations you see before a film starts. That was the dream.
There was only one tiny problem.
Dreams are expensive.
Animation schools cost far more than my family could realistically afford. Reality politely knocked on the door... and then kicked it open.
So engineering became Plan B.
“Sometimes life doesn't reject your dream. It just changes the route.”
Around 2022, everyone suddenly became a career expert.
- Take ECE.
- IT has no future.
- CSE is impossible.
- You'll regret this.
I lost count of how many people confidently explained my future to me.
One career advisor even convinced my father that Electronics & Communication Engineering was the "safe" choice.
Safe?
Maybe.
Mine?
Definitely not.
For the first time, I ignored advice from people older than me and trusted the one person who had to live with the decision...
...myself.
That disagreement caused plenty of arguments at home.
Looking back, I'd probably lose that argument again.
And I'd still choose CSE.
Eventually, after counselling, I secured Computer Science Engineering in a Tier-3 college.
Not my first choice.
Not the prestigious campus I'd imagined.
Not the dream beginning.
I won't lie.
I spent my first year wondering whether I had already fallen behind everyone else.
Most classmates weren't there because they loved technology.
They were there because somebody else had chosen it for them.
- Parents.
- Relatives.
- Neighbour uncle with "20 years of experience."
- You know... the usual.
Finding people who genuinely loved building things felt harder than passing the semester exams.
“Wrong environment. Right decision.”
That first year taught me something no classroom ever could.
Your college doesn't decide your future.
Your circle does.
And I hadn't found mine...
...yet.