After a series of unforgettable regrets, anticipatory problems and anxieties, I dare to write this post today.
For my fellow members at the center, its the beginning of a new semester. For me, its the end of a year. A very disastrous year I must say, the story of which I will explain later. But I have to confess that this one year has taught me GRAVE DETAILS about life, of self-importance, family, self-pride and most importantly, politics.
Ever since my third year undergraduate study at LSR, JNU has been the postgraduate dream destination. In February 2013, I had visited the Convention Centre for a training. The Special Centre for Sanskrit Studies lies slightly opposite to the CC. Everyday, before departing from the Conference, I would admiringly notice the Sign board that points towards my Sanskrit Centre. The very thought of the existence of the Centre gave me goosebumps. "Will I be able to make it to being here?", "How tough shall the Entrance be?", "I have to be here! A Sanskrit heaven it must be!" Months later, I realised, my Centre is as amazing as I had thought it would be. The JNU campus, too, is beautiful. Adjusting to this campus took time.
LSR is a great College. In three years, it brought ground breaking changes in me. Management, Leadership all were inculcated in me in those three years. When I got out, I realised that I did have those qualities that would enable me to become a good manager. In whichever field required. But the Realities were far from what was hoped.
JNU is indeed good. But somewhere, there is something I have experienced entirely different and unique.
The people, their thinking- everything seems like a world-NEVER seen before. I have a friend from DU who is my current classmate and a very close friend. In the beginning, we used to discuss things that we learnt at our previous university. Those were good days back then.
My Centre and Sanskrit seem to be the only sources of relief at times, Teachers teach fabulously here. And that is one amongst the many reasons why I have still stuck to the place.
Well, life goes on. Which University I shall be going to for my M.Phil still remains a futuristic surprise. Till then, I hope I become regular in my posts from now on. I have MUCH to share!
For my fellow members at the center, its the beginning of a new semester. For me, its the end of a year. A very disastrous year I must say, the story of which I will explain later. But I have to confess that this one year has taught me GRAVE DETAILS about life, of self-importance, family, self-pride and most importantly, politics.
Ever since my third year undergraduate study at LSR, JNU has been the postgraduate dream destination. In February 2013, I had visited the Convention Centre for a training. The Special Centre for Sanskrit Studies lies slightly opposite to the CC. Everyday, before departing from the Conference, I would admiringly notice the Sign board that points towards my Sanskrit Centre. The very thought of the existence of the Centre gave me goosebumps. "Will I be able to make it to being here?", "How tough shall the Entrance be?", "I have to be here! A Sanskrit heaven it must be!" Months later, I realised, my Centre is as amazing as I had thought it would be. The JNU campus, too, is beautiful. Adjusting to this campus took time.
LSR is a great College. In three years, it brought ground breaking changes in me. Management, Leadership all were inculcated in me in those three years. When I got out, I realised that I did have those qualities that would enable me to become a good manager. In whichever field required. But the Realities were far from what was hoped.
JNU is indeed good. But somewhere, there is something I have experienced entirely different and unique.
The people, their thinking- everything seems like a world-NEVER seen before. I have a friend from DU who is my current classmate and a very close friend. In the beginning, we used to discuss things that we learnt at our previous university. Those were good days back then.
My Centre and Sanskrit seem to be the only sources of relief at times, Teachers teach fabulously here. And that is one amongst the many reasons why I have still stuck to the place.
Well, life goes on. Which University I shall be going to for my M.Phil still remains a futuristic surprise. Till then, I hope I become regular in my posts from now on. I have MUCH to share!
