Sometimes I feel I have learnt more in the past 1-1.5 years than what I learnt in the past 15 years of formal education or should say I am not sure whether I learnt anything till graduation or not!
Don't worry I have not become an Einstein of sorts now who will give you lecture on new discoveries but its about the experiences that made me quite nearer to myself.
It will take more than one post to complete so kindly cooperate.
FEBRUARY 2011
Its the month of February and a time for cultural cum management fests in colleges around Delhi along with month for one of the most favorite festivals of youngsters aka Valentines Day. Ya I know you must have started thinking about what you did on that day oops.. how you spent that day with your special friend but for some of us like me, the singles, its the time for match-making. So like every single not by choice (but by stupidity) was also thinking that I might attract the person, mistake a correction - it should be the persons whom I liked, just by wearing good clothes and by hanging around the places where those beautiful creatures are found. The show began during the class when one of my faithful friends used my example to encounter our dashing 62 year young professor's argument that studious guys find it easier to attract opposite sex and to add to the loser's saga in the evening when it was the time for my anchoring practice a person whom I admire also advised me to express and say to the one whom I liked.Although it was getting harder for me to ignore her advice but still I stopped myself partly because I was already preoccupied by the thoughts of preparing script and partly because I knew that she liked someone else.Hey before you put your brains in judging whether the person whom I liked is the same whom I admire even today let me tell you they are different human beings.
Feeling suffocated at my own cowardice to at-least express what I wanted to say I simply went back to my room to get the best medicine in the world i.e. sleep.
This month apart from my above failure was also a month of my USP being recognized somewhere with me giving out a ppt presentation in the audi although not many of the present audience consisting of my college mates were interested in listening to the presenters still I felt enthralled when everybody clapped as I was getting the certificate from the chief guest.That night was one when I slept feeling proud of myself of having some kind of talent as over the time I have started considering even possessing ppt presentation skills as some kind of talent may be its because I don't have any other talent to boast of so this one was something I thought should be considered as my talent!.
This euphoria of having given a presentation on the stage continued for the next few days where in my debate practice session I used to be confident.
But this sense of euphoria had to end somewhere and I did not know it will end THE WAY IT DID.
I cannot explain the reason here but I will explain in some other post as an explanation for some other situation where this reason will again come to the fore simply because I am not being able to gather courage to speak about it as on now.
Anyways during the fest my team won the first prize in B-Plan competition and my class earned a profit of around 1000 bucks from the litti choka shop (to my north indian friends- litti choka is a special dish from Bihar quite popular there and we sold it at premium price) for which some of my best friends were the cook and I was the sales executive. You know sometimes even now many people including my seniors and batch mates remember me as a salesman for the litti chokha shop.
Happy and Sad Moments go hand in hand although I tried to put in some happy moments but something stopped me from explaining more about even the cherished moments during this period may it was due to my determination of not disclosing the sad part that I could not explain even the happier part to its best hope you will continue reading this write up in the next post also where I hope I will be able to do justice to post in telling THE TRUTH.
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