The Ultimate target

In the twilight , sitting on the doorstep of my uncles house , still in fight with the subconsious looming in dark , abt what lies ahead ,little aware of the conversations going at the other end. Since last couple of months , I was completely undecided about anything , rather everything , abt why was I here , any sesse or purpose of being there , to live ..
Never in the skin of things did I emagine , enjoying the distint sillhoute of the distant hill against the dull sky I will get an answer . An answer I knew though was unable to see, somewhere locked inside me. He should be a civil servent now , something his granfather had suggested on the deathbed . What do u say ? It was the faintest of voices that slipped through my ears ; however struck me harer than the rumble of the morning gong. Here it was and I was looking for it. Yes, This is what i wanted . I will prepare , I will fight whatever comes the way . This dream I nurture , wish to be there among the elitest of the batch selected by GOI for its serivce..