I've been thinking a lot about putting down what has been going through my mind lately. However, to maintain absolutely any sense of continuity from where I'd left it would surely take a herculean effort. To sum it up in as little sentences as possible, I'd say I had a tough time touring the whole country on what seemed like an unending season of group discussions and personal interviews. There was the initial rejection which kind of unsettled me, but then it only made the final selection even more special. I definitely had more belief in myself to have a higher conversion ratio than 33.33%, but then the reality is different and the circumstances are unusual. The best part is that I could convert the one that mattered. My journey through each one of them would take considerable space and I will probably post it when I am in the mood.
While I am elated about being selected into a glorious institution for the next two years of my education, I am in a very strange frame of mind regarding the prospect of saying goodbye to the one where I have spent four very important and unforgettable years of my life. Hell, that's almost a quarter of the time I've spent on this earth My education has been more in terms of knowledge of the vastly contrasting personalities that I've been associated with - my roomies, friends, and many other acquaintances.. Dealing with these people teaches one a lot about life in these 4 years, the extent of which is comparable to what one might learn in half a lifetime. You have selfish people, extremely selfish people, selfless people, the altruists, the egoists, the empty vessels which bang themselves, the full ones who keep shut, the confused ones, the extremely indecisive one, the impulsive ones, the hard-working ones, the geeks and nerds, the psychedelics, the alcoholics, the combination of the two, the honest ones, the meek, the rats.. can go on and on..
To keep it short, I've maintained a pretty low profile these 4 years. Nothing too much out of the ordinary. Was that because laziness got the better of me, or was it that I was too influenced by my surroundings? Nevertheless, I enjoyed the experience of anonymity. Hardly came into either the good or bad books of any of my profs., and it had its own luxuries. Given a lot of exams and I can proudly claim that I've passed all of them without any unfair means. With the exception of Micro Processor Lab maybe, where I had the programs written on that cell phone of mine.
It dawned on me finally that certain things need to be tried after all. Had a taste of beer, hated it. Promptly labeled it as a waste of time and money. However, the desire to get a little high was still there. The irony of it all was when I eventually drank enough alternating pegs of whisky and vodka and was almost on the verge of getting high, one of my friends freaked out. Ultimately, had to force myself to focus and help control the situation at hand. Taking positives out of it, I know that I can control myself under tough situations. And on the flip side, will my sense of responsibility ever let me enjoy myself ?
So many more things to write about. Hope I made some sense up there. It hardly ever comes this freely. I'm glad it did and hope it comes more often.
While I am elated about being selected into a glorious institution for the next two years of my education, I am in a very strange frame of mind regarding the prospect of saying goodbye to the one where I have spent four very important and unforgettable years of my life. Hell, that's almost a quarter of the time I've spent on this earth My education has been more in terms of knowledge of the vastly contrasting personalities that I've been associated with - my roomies, friends, and many other acquaintances.. Dealing with these people teaches one a lot about life in these 4 years, the extent of which is comparable to what one might learn in half a lifetime. You have selfish people, extremely selfish people, selfless people, the altruists, the egoists, the empty vessels which bang themselves, the full ones who keep shut, the confused ones, the extremely indecisive one, the impulsive ones, the hard-working ones, the geeks and nerds, the psychedelics, the alcoholics, the combination of the two, the honest ones, the meek, the rats.. can go on and on..
To keep it short, I've maintained a pretty low profile these 4 years. Nothing too much out of the ordinary. Was that because laziness got the better of me, or was it that I was too influenced by my surroundings? Nevertheless, I enjoyed the experience of anonymity. Hardly came into either the good or bad books of any of my profs., and it had its own luxuries. Given a lot of exams and I can proudly claim that I've passed all of them without any unfair means. With the exception of Micro Processor Lab maybe, where I had the programs written on that cell phone of mine.
It dawned on me finally that certain things need to be tried after all. Had a taste of beer, hated it. Promptly labeled it as a waste of time and money. However, the desire to get a little high was still there. The irony of it all was when I eventually drank enough alternating pegs of whisky and vodka and was almost on the verge of getting high, one of my friends freaked out. Ultimately, had to force myself to focus and help control the situation at hand. Taking positives out of it, I know that I can control myself under tough situations. And on the flip side, will my sense of responsibility ever let me enjoy myself ?
So many more things to write about. Hope I made some sense up there. It hardly ever comes this freely. I'm glad it did and hope it comes more often.
