Where it all began…

It was raining quite heavily. I expected that. Manipal is notoriously infamous for its rains. The first day of the next four years, well three and a half to be exact, of my life will be spent navigating these roads. After a poignant farewell with my parents, I just walked and tried not to look back. It may sound a bit too cliche, like something out of a film and to be honest, that was exactly what was on my mind. But I did look back, seeing my teary-eyed parents’ going back to our home.

I went to my room to just lie down on the bed and listen to Twenty One Pilots. As I was about to transcend to the world of ‘Trench’, my roommate just came in. I never had a roommate before so I was alien to the feeling of sharing space. I thrived in solitude. Of course, wasn’t always courted to it. The drawbacks that every teenager faced in an Indian household, dearth of privacy. So my roommate just came in and sat on my table, something which irked me (although I am guilty of sitting anywhere with enough space to support myself) but I brushed it aside. And we talked. We just talked. It was like we had already known each other for quite some time and were meeting after a coon’s age. We talked of our lives before embarking on this treacherous journey to college, our ambitions, our crushes, and a jarful of things.

Now I feel that I am quite an open book albeit accounts of anyone who knows me might tell you otherwise. I tend to talk a lot, something for which I have been chastised forever, but I also try to assess the other person. And what I had adjudicated after talking with Kaushal was that he has this voracity for success. Something for which I immensely admire him. And I had an epiphany.

For quite a long time I was looking to start some sort of business. But for that, I needed a capitalizable idea. An idea which I was not, for the life of me, able to discover. So as any regular Joe, I went to Google to seek its gracious guidance. Failing miserably, a result of my unending procrastination, I just pushed that idea away. But after talking to Kaushal, that will rose again. This time with double the intensity and maximum determination. Now some might say that determination was forged due to the banality of the academics………..and they will be right. But it did rise and that’s all that matters. Hence DRiP Content was born. A start-up. Something which will make us billionaires (or so we are wishfully thinking).

Now it is definitely going to consist of lots of sleepless nights, jugs full of coffee (I love it so I don’t mind as much), and overall tiredness but as my favorite musician said ‘sometimes to stay alive you gotta kill your mind’ (which doesn’t really apply here but it gives me the motivation to soldier through). And hence our journey has begun and I am unsure of the path it will lead us through, might be a cliff but maybe at the bottom, there are fifty memory foam mattresses lying. And we have superpowers sooooo……