last few minutes

The clock has struck... marking the eleventh hour that crept in when I was sleeping. Or perhaps I wasn't. I knew this day would come but I hardly prepared for it. Time is swaying away like the pages of an open book fed to the wind. I can feel the stress in myself and sense it in my comrades as well. No wonder I try to abstain social networkin as much as I can, but seldom i do log in to express myself. The call of the hour is commitment, which I can't see in myself, but I have to deliver the untold promise. Two and a half years swept away like smoke and I ain't sure where i will be 10 years from now. When people ask me why am I preparing for management when I am into technical discipline, I prefer to keep quiet. Not because I don't have the answer, but I prefer to act rather than to speak. Parallely I am looking out for campus placement as a Plan B (or is it?). I will take the CAT and appear in the Placement window by the fall of this year and I got to get in one of them. Wish me good luck