The Story of Rohit Pakalapati – Chapter Unknown
I think i’m human, because humans told me that I belong to this human race and I do really enjoy being one, sometimes I don’t.
[INT. ROOM - NIGHT]
Rohit sits at his desk, the only light in the room coming from a desk lamp and the glow of his laptop screen. The sound of rain gently tapping against the window fills the space. His fingers hover over the keyboard, pausing for a moment of thought. The laptop screen shows a job application form with the cursor blinking in the last field: "Why do you want to work here?"
Rohit takes a deep breath, then begins typing. The camera focuses on the screen, showing snippets of his response: "Looking to create impact... connect with community... innovate with passion..." He finishes typing, leans back in his chair, and glances around the room. On the wall next to his desk are pictures from past projects, sticky notes with ideas, and a calendar with important dates marked. His eyes linger on a blank space on the calendar labeled "Future."
With a determined nod, he clicks "Submit" on the application. The screen changes to a confirmation message. Rohit watches it for a moment, then closes the laptop, the room falling into a softer darkness, the only sound the rain outside.
He stands up, stretches, and walks over to the window, looking out at the city lights blurred by the rain. A small smile forms on his face as he whispers to himself:
ROHIT
"Here's to the unknown."
He turns back to the room, his gaze lingering on the desk for a moment before turning off the lamp, embracing the darkness as the camera pulls back, capturing the quiet anticipation of what's to come.
FADE OUT.
“You can’t connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backward. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever." - Steve Jobs