LOST IN TRANSITION

September 23... The last post was in July. This was a transition period and I was lost in that. When I started blogging I promised that I will post at least 1 post a month. I couldn't even keep up to that. But still I could have written something if I wanted to. Every one has just 24 hours and we can do anything if we wanted to. I was going through one of the lowest times of my life these 3 months. It’s just that I didn’t want to write anything.
No, I wasn’t quite mystified by the MBA course or the odd timings it trained us to work in. I was expecting all that... maybe more severe than what it is in DMS. Things in my personal life took quite a turn which affected me, my attitude and everything in what I do. I will never forget these 3 months of my life.
One of my friends rightly told me that once we are out of college we face the life with all its harsh realities. It’s so true. Be it job, higher studies – abroad or here- we move a bit closer to the real life. Inside the college we were so secure... those walls protecting us from the real world.
So September came and I celebrated my 22nd birthday in the 1st week. The next day I got hospitalised for the first time in my life. I was diagnosed with sever dengue fever. I was literally air lifted. I landed back home in a wheel chair on September 7th. I was rushed to the hospital the next day morning and there I lay for 6 long days. I was grumbling all the week before that this will be the first Onam that I wouldn’t be at home. God answered my prayer. I spend Onam in the hospital not able to eat anything but rice soup the whole week.
But all these incidents in the last months made me understood that I am stronger than I thought I was. One good thing that I understood and practise now is never expect anything from anyone. Life becomes so simple after that. More than half of the problems in relation ships, what ever colour they are in, will be solved. I remember a senior at IIT Delhi telling me that you make life long friends at school and degree but not for your MBA. I am not sure whether that is true. I will be in a better position to comment on that after 1 and a half years. Though you can’t generalise this, mostly it will be close friends for surviving the 2 years and the it will be “just friends”.
Now I don’t keep analysing whether I am happy or sad. But I am here. One of the good B schools in the country... I made the choice. No one is to be blamed or absolved. But the feeling of insecurity grows on you.
Well all these shouldn’t confuse anyone about the college that I am a part of now. It’s absolutely wonderful and a privilege to be associated with IIT Delhi. I understood that there is a very different world out there. I came to know that you can learn engineering like this too ... very different from what I saw in MEC. Now I am sitting at home for more than 2 weeks but I hate to take this break. I am raring to go back and be a part of the whole fun... yea, fun in a different way it is. You never know hours passing by there. Hours there are like minutes at home. Maybe my mother was complaining that I don’t even talk to her at Delhi that I was brought back for so long in quite an unexpected break.
Every one should have one period of their life studying at an Indian Institute, just to know the difference. I like my new college. But I can’t compare it with MEC. MEC is one place which gave me lot of things in life – both good and bad... of course; the good out weighs the bad.
And the city is brimming with life. I would have liked everything about Delhi if it weren’t for the climate and the water. And of course the sporadic blasts. I feel no one there is really worried about their safety. They all have learned to live with that fear. For someone who has never stayed outside Kerala except for holidays, Delhi seemed more like a culture shock. But i too am beginning to like that place.
Everyone I know has moved on in life... Some even getting married. It’s a transition phase for all of us. We are all getting used to the new life and also the lives of others around. Most of them have gone serious, unlike what I saw them in school or college. It will be childish if I say I want to come back to MEC. That phase is over and I should be careful to make sure the next phase is the best in my life. And I hope IIT D leaves a smile on my face, when I look at the snaps after 3 years of the time I spend there, just like what MEC does to me now.