Chapter 2
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Reminiscence Turning the leaf-2nd year
It’s been amazing. But I don’t
know what to expect next.
My least bet is Survival.
My best bet is Survival with
Sanity intact.
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Reminiscence 2nd year Mid-while
Ok
So if last year was about
acclimatizing, this year is about turning the music a notch higher.
I know the books;
I know my style of studies. I know the discrepancies of the system and I know
it doesn’t matter as long as I am fully acquainted with where I stand.
I have
also become a part of closely knit ‘We’
So we start daring to indulge in
healthy deviations from conventional academics. We participate in the events
and bag winning accolades. We are no more a spectating bulk of awe-struck
audience.
We see our juniors pouring in
now. A gust of in-their-shoes thoughts brush past us. Just how a year earlier
we were there. Mesmerized. Polarized to feelings of frenzy, distress, delight.
We feel for them and yet can’t find enough time to reach out for them. I guess
they will have to figure it out for themselves. And who loves a movie spoiler anyway.
No matter how much distress and emotional crests are saved when fore-told the end
of the movie. We still call him a spoiler!
However, it’s that time of the
year when obliging our seniority is nudged by the University. We brace up to
throw a welcome party. Sharply trimmed and customized to our ideals and their
liking, all of us have a whale of time. Next is another event of the sort. As
far as the rumors in the air and people tell us, we have nailed it.
We are tripping and risking, learning and living.
We are loving our ride.
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