Written by my father to a teenage me as I was struggling through college not quite grasping the right priorities.
Background: I had just dropped out of my engineering course as a confused teenager. While I was pretty sure what I didn’t want, the path ahead was unsure. Naturally, parents were worried and tried to communicate their anxiety and love for their child (me) in multiple ways. Once they sent me an email with ‘The Cross’ story (below) and I replied with an email. The email makes sense. Beat the norms. Charting out our path is possible. Email Reply: I am not traveling with others. I have a jungle ahead of me, not a plain road with humans carrying huge crosses. If they are successful, good for them. They carry…