I don’t know why I am writing this. I do not feel like writing something. It is very difficult to recall words and frame sentences, still I want to write something. Something is missing somewhere. The holidays so far have been great with Laptop, TV and Non Veg being a part of my daily diet. The winter holidays are about to end and very soon we all will be together at the bajhol campus. We are in the final semester of our course and soon would be bidding goodbye to each other. The question is what we would carry with us while entering the insane world and incise throat competition. I was in no mood to do an MBA but somehow ended doing it. May be god has something good in store for me. In 2009 the whole world was glowing in the heat of Copenhagen summit. Go green had become like a marketing campaign. Then one day came the advertisement of Shoolini University MBA program on the last page of Education Times, a Monday supplement with TOI. After lots of telephonic conversation with admission cell I decided to give the place a visit. Then it was already October and I knew it was very difficult to get an admission in MBA at that point of time. No matter I had good percentile in CAT and MAT supported With a work experience of more than one year I was sure of getting admission in any good college in the NCR region. However, I did not wanted to do a regular MBA such as Finance, IT, HR etc. I applied to Shoolini Universiy knowing what I wanted to study, Environmental Management. The first day or rather the first step I took at Solan by pass, after stepping down from the bus will always remain in my mind. It was around 7 am and the place was not so active. I felt a load on my heart and decided to go back immediately. I knew coming from Delhi it would not be easy to adapt to this place. I can’t explain but it was an unusual feeling. A fellow passenger helped me find the admission office. After so many ifs and buts I thought of joining the course as I knew it was already late. And I was being enrolled for a course of my choice, which I knew will be fruitful in the coming years. Doing my graduation from Uttar Pradesh, the expectations from Hostel were different but to my surprise it was not what I thought. It was really fun to study here and early days were full of joy and excitement. Going for trekking on nearby hills at 2 in the night has been an enthralling experience. The people here genuinely cared about me. The enormous amount of love and respect which I received from my batchmates and juniors in the hostel, like Paramjeet Singh and Gulshan of B Tech is something I would really miss. Talking about campus I have seen first Director in my life who was available all the time. He knew everyone by first name and provided all the help and support you need. We had a small class of 21 so it provided us more opportunities to get to know our professors and fellow students. The very first day Nadda sir, bestowed his knowledge upon us through a case study. It was really a scintillating session and to my delight what a start to my MBA.
I love my college and may be I have more reasons than others to be proud of it. Today when I sit back I am engraved with mixed emotions, with memories of first year hostel life. To everyone astonishment I was also the Head boy of the University Hostel. My second semester in college will by far remain the most memorable one. It was the time when I actually felt good about myself. Kuldeep Rojhe sir created a team to work on the Internet marketing of our college. The prime task was to create awareness through discussion boards. It was really fun and enormous amount of learning. It immensely helped me improve my writing skills. Vikas Dixit sir, Anuragini Mam and Nisha mam helped me carve my artistic skills by giving me an opportunity to design a brochure for my department and create advertisement for the college to be published in the MAT brochure. I still remember at that time Nadda sir(Director, School of Business Management) was not well and we all were missing him a lot and praying heartily for his well being. Second semester also passed well but with a huge reduction in my academic percentage. I hope it does not happen in 3rd Semester results and I evolve with flying colours. Third sem embarked the launch of two new projects, one the college newsletter and second a video channel. The news letter is named The LAMPS and video team named themselves Wide Angle.
I would always extol the virtues of learning I gained through being team leader for newsletter and part of the Internet marketing team.”Thank You Kuldeep Sir.” The Newsletter taught me more about journalism, people, ethics, doing well, messing up, meeting deadlines, having too much to do, completing projects, managing stress etc etc. The university life has been vibrant and diverse. I know Nadda sir and the professors of School of Business Management are working hard to make it a top-ranked institution, and its location among the sylvan splendor of Himalayas provides endless opportunity for a neat and clean research environment. I do not know why but I am not so relieved of my accomplishments as a MBA student. I feel I have to do a lot more. I realize when I wake up every morning I could choose to be depressed or I could choose to be happy (this is not easy) Everyday I have a choice. Currently I am busy with my project and somewhere deep in the conscience of my mind, I would like to give it the best shot possible. I really do not know how to rate my knowledge and personal growth during this short but exciting 2 years of time. I really can’t wait to go back to NCR and start over again. Because that is the place where I belong to and after all Noida is my favorite city. I have incredible respect and admiration for my teachers at Shoolini University and I can’t believe I’m almost done with college. I don’t know how to feel about it. They say the world is full of plethora of opportunities for those who dare. Let’s see what life has in store for me. Would like to end here with a small message – The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected. We all lose friends . . . we lose them in death, to distance and over time. But even though they may be lost, hope is not. The key is to keep them in your heart, and when the time is right, you can pick up the friendship right where you left off. Even the lost find their way home when you leave the light on. The things we truly love stay with us always, locked in our hearts as long as life remains.
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