I was all of 17 and it was then that
I chose architecture because…
- I liked the sound of the word. Something lofty about it and yet it seemed grounded. It meant, to me, to build something admirable.
- It seemed to promise a sense of freedom. I was so done with the dullness of sitting on computations and the rolling out of theoretical ideas that I craved to do something new, something more tangible and active.
- I liked the idea of being consulted, asked for my opinion. I wanted to be in a place where I could lend value and that value was taken to a tangible conclusion. I aspired for this future of responsibility.
- It seemed to be about working with people and offering service. That meant interaction and a dialogue. I know it had the potential for relationships to be made and some maybe, cherished for life.
- There was the scope for art in the realm of architecture. Delving into the world of imagination and of creative expression.
- There also was the science and humanities of building. The technology of putting together a physical structure, the discipline of organized team work and the study of physical, social and cultural patterns of a place.
- The world of imagination and the real world of community contact seemed to be enveloped in this profession. It was, for me, the encompassing field of all.
- It was being offered as a complete university bachelors degree course, including skill training and internship. And it was being offered to me in a reputed national institute of technology.
- I understood the risks of not finding work, I was simultaneously aware of the unending possibilities of adding value through my work. I felt I could bring something new. It scared me and therefore thrilled me.
I could be on my own in this battle as I was taking a new path, a road less travelled. I wanted to discover myself through this journey.
by Samarendra M.Ramachandra
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