I believe in the right time. Sometimes somethings just don’t happen if it’s not the right time. Not like the Indian Rahu kaalam and stuff, but time as an entity. It’s not even the mundane time which refers to routine, but time as something beyond conception.
Time and our brain coordinates in a way that, subconsciously it prepares itself to manifest its thought only at that moment, when it has to and not at any random occasion. Well, there are such instances as to where our minds drift and serendipitously, we come upon matters unrelated to the situation.
This idea of the right time came to me after a stay at home for a couple of months, with an uninteresting lifestyle and thoughts. The interest in neuroscience came about at a time of chaos. Who knew that this was my subject of interest from past two years. Let it be watching Amy Farrah Fowler from The Big Bang Theory, or my Job at a research institute involving Alzheimer’s disease project, or even the regular updates on Mindful Meditation, who knew it exists within me.
So to pursue this subject is my current prospect.