From Broken Toys to Cosmic Inquiry: The Story of My Return

The "I" within me was very curious since childhood. For me, the mystery inside an object was more important than its outer shine. I remember, whenever my father bought me a toy, I would break it within a very short time. The intention was not to destroy it at all, but instead, there was an intense hunger in my naive mind—I wanted to know what was inside it. How does it work?

That childhood obsession with breaking has not left me; even in adulthood, it persists. Even today, whenever I see anything, my mind gnaws at me with questions—how did this happen? Where is its source? It is while searching for the answers to these "why" and "how" that I actually find my own existence.

However, the path of life was not always straight. At some point in between, I drifted away from my studies. Due to a break in my studies or irregular attendance, when I wanted to choose the path of science in school, the conventional education system in our country put up a wall in my way. Instead of science, I had to choose commerce. I was forced to take admission in BBA with a strong desire to study science.

But see a strange twist of fate—while studying BBA, I suddenly came across a "Philosophy" course. And at that very moment, I found my childhood "me" again. Those questions that had been suppressed for a few years resurfaced. A deep study of philosophy brought me back to that science. Today, when I think about the theory of physics and the profound meaning of philosophy, I understand that breaking toys and discovering the inner mechanism in my childhood, and today searching for the secrets of the universe, are actually woven from the same thread.

This enchanting meeting of science and philosophy is now the new destination of my life. This journey of mine is actually the story of rediscovering lost curiosity.