MOVING ON..
You wake up in the morning and realize that you are late for the
class. You curse yourself for staying up late, knowing fully well that
you will in all likelihood repeat the mistake. You rush through the
hostel, maybe even skip the breakfast but somehow manage to
reach the classroom just in time. (Got the attendance. Yeah!!) You
are tired and it is possible that you may not have even the slightest
idea about what is going on in the class. Somehow you manage to
get through…
I am sure that every hosteller will relate to this. The transition that
has occurred in my life over the past few months has been
phenomenal- from the comfort of my home and the quietness of
my hometown Agra to my single (and not so comfortable) room in
the Ramanujan Hostel surrounded by the hustle and bustle of
Delhi.
Childhood friends are no longer around, the familiar school walls
do not surround me anymore. The fear of the unknown haunts me.
It’s a new world, a new start. At the same time, it is as opportunity
to grow as an individual. Making new friends, looking after myself,
managing my expenses, trying to make a mark in the college-there
are a number of challenges that lie ahead of me.
Is it going to be easy? No. Is it going to be worth it? Absolutely.
Though I eagerly await the numerous opportunities that would
come in this phase of my life, there is a part of me that yearns to go
back in time and relive those moments with my family and friends.
But then, life is about moving on.
Plethora of opportunities surround,