I looked through the mirror and saw a young boy sitting
in a
chilly Air Conditioned room, looking a bit out of place. A blank notebook on
his lap and a two rupee pen in his hand. He was wondering how in just 6 months
of time his entire life had taken a 180 degree spin. Since past two years he
had planned , prepared, wanted and had given up almost everything to go
northwards and suddenly in 6 months there was only South visible all around.
At the start of that day a bench was put up asking for
subscriptions of a collage newspaper. The boy
saw a very attractive poster at the subscription desk. And without any
further thoughts the boy just paid for 12 issues of the collage tabloid... It
was the most pleasant respite from such a boring lecture when A few hours later
the doors of the MMH broke open and entered e a group of fat and jolly looking
seniors. They had asked all students to come to Room no 1 at 5.30 if interested
in being a part of the editorial team.
At the end of the college at 5.30, the boy was in no shape
whatsoever to enjoy the remaining day having had EG torture as the last lecture
of the day which could be really life threatening. Already having said no to
his friends for any further plans in the day, he was preparing to move back and
spend the rest of the day sleeping. On closing towards the Gate of the college
he for some reason paused, and the announcement suddenly flashed in his mind.
It’s so weird how small stuff trigger some decisions you
make in your life. Already he was physically and mentally tired and rest of his
friends were dragging him to move along,… what happened nobody knows but he
retraced his steps all the way back to the room no 1. He entered 20 mins late
and saw a room full of students scribbling on a sheet of paper. On the board
were topics to write on. The boy quickly settled down jotted some gibberish on
the paper and left. The boy on leaving out of the door thought to himself it
was a serious waste of time and energy. Seeing no chance on being selected he
cursed himself for not listening to his friends.
Days later he finds out from the same friends that his name was written on a piece of letter which was entitled the Editorial Team and was displayed near the center foyer.A year from then the boy is sitting in a seminar hall. He comes to know that the university wants to create a world record. On the first of Jan he is a part of a team which led to the making of a world Record.
Looking at that moment now I wonder how could anybody judge
or question the workings of the nature. How quickly does life transform. One
moment the unexpected happens for a bad reason and on the other for a good
reason. I still wonder what would have happen had I not stopped and not
retraced my steps back to Room no 1.How on earth was I selected by a teacher
who had not even met me ,on the sheer basis of some gibberish written by a
mentally saturated student at the end of a tiring day at colg. How one change
of mind can literally start rotating your life? How a second can change the
path and medium of transportation towards the final destination. I distinctly
remember debating once with the very same teacher who was of the opinion Golden
Opportunities continue to come in Life. I would like to disagree once again
with this article saying once that opportunity is gone it is no more golden.
That one moment has created an altogether different opinion towards colg life. Having met some of the most wonderful and “hatke” thinking people who unlike the other zombies are still alive. Staying and working with such a group is an honor which only a few can ever get in their lifetime. Currently imagining life without CONNECT seems very insipid. I can’t thank enough too many people, but guess it isn’t really required. Cause words would never be able to bring justice to what is required.
In the End I would conclude saying there are no logical
explanations to certain things in like a change of Mind. What matters is not
having regrets at the end of the day. And for that one seriously needs to break
the shackles of the stale mind and logic and start taking impulsive actions
towards few if not all scenarios of life. Till date I have no answer to what
happened that second when I suddenly retraced my steps back. And till date
wondering how many such chances have I already wasted and have never been aware
of…
