The end of something is always the beginning of something new. And much as I feel the pangs of moving past the only city I have always known and held so dear, there’s a part of me that wants to get away and see, just how exciting life can get.
See what’s in store
Learn to swell it ever more
And while we usually head from Alpha to Omega,
I’d rather bring the latter to the fore!
Just skimmed through a blog written by a current student of MICA. Diligently maintained over a period of one year that he has completed so far, the blog touches upon the routine life right from the moment you set foot in the college. And for all the gyaan I have been giving my batchmates about how not to try to find out anything about the college and make the excitement last, I couldn’t help taking a look at this blog and was I in for a treat!
Let me start at the beginning. Yes, it’s been my dream institute. It has seemed like the only thing I’d be happy doing and the only thing worth doing really. And 6th April 2011 was the second time I heard the Director read out my name among the spot admission offer candidates – though the Director had changed from 2009 to 2011! I had imagined the moment to resemble a scene from a movie depicting an underdog victory. Inspirational music, slow motion, heart-warming, heart-rendering dramatic emotional extravaganza – the whole deal! Instead, it was a moment of relief like I had never felt before, a smile so inconspicuous, I wouldn’t recognize if I stared myself in the face, a calm that moved my fingers to dial my mother’s number automatically – a mere reflex. It wasn’t happiness, it was absolution. Life had just begun…
Now this was well over a month ago, almost two now! And while the joining date is still 25 days away, I am done with everything there is to do to kill time in Pune. Sleeping, watching movies, TV series, surfing the net, meeting long lost friends, reading this book and that, blah blah blah. You get the gist. I’m bored of doing the same thing for so long and even more so because now that I know life’s going to start afresh, I can hardly wait!
Having said that, admission at MICA came as a shock that didn’t quite set in – somewhere between the obvious and disbelief - and swiftly moved to becoming only the obvious in two weeks’ time. And since, I have been at a loss for keeping myself occupied constructively. The excitement wore off a month later and I’ve been investing time, unwisely so, in everything that never really mattered and everything that never will again. Until – I read this blog – the first ten entries just shook me up and made me realize that I’m living a dream. There’s so much to come in the next two years – a mere snapshot of it got my adrenaline pumping and it really seems like MICA will bring me to life…
