I am finally done with my Herculean task of writing entrance exams to b-schools. Why Herculean you ask? Well, for someone like me who has been blessed with every other talent except for studying… plonking my rear on a chair and actually reading a book with formula and all is as good as bringing down the pillars of the great temple of Gaza! (Wait….wasn’t that Samson? Eh...whatever….you get the picture.) This weekend I finished the last of many exams for which the last two years have been spent by me perfecting my social outcast image, stepping out only to TGI Fridays. (And one much needed vacation). The end of exams culminated with an awesome buffet at Mainland China followed by my very first time bowling. Yes, open those eyes wide. Yours truly has never been bowling. But, from now on I shall go more often as it was too darn fun. Also, the fact that I did not totally suck on debut has helped boost my confidence. ( Unlike the first time I played table tennis ). I also rock at Dance Dance Revolution. I am now ready to audition for the geeks version of ‘So you think you can dance’.
I come home, and believe me, this is the most relieved I have felt in the last 2 years. I truly know how it feels to get a monkey off your back. Chirpy mood continues. Happy songs are being played. I am singing along….and dancing too after my new found skills at DDR. And then it had to happen. The ton of bricks had to fall. Only this time, it felt like first I was hit by a speeding train in a dark tunnel, and just I stand up the tunnel decided to cave in. It’s not over!!! The end of the exams is not the end of all things. Exams were just a prelude to what could be a great story or a tragedy. I am now faced with the problem of having to wait for the results and have colleges short list me for interviews. Since the exam scores are relative, I can’t truly judge how well I have done. You may have put your best foot forward, but there is the other guy who has a slightly better foot. (He/She just got a pedicure).
Now starts my true test of how patient I claim to have become. The night sleep was fairly restless. I thought I’d take the day off and calm down…detox….kick back and relax. Clear my mind for the new year. It didn’t work. Even 1 hour of incessant zombie killing did not help my mind think anything apart from the fact that it is now the worst time ever. Where do I go from here? I am sure everyone has faced these sort of uncertainties in life. Times where you are no longer in control of your own life…. But this is really bad for me. Simply because, I think too much, over-analyzing everything…and the fact that I’m a melodrama queen ( I mean king….) doesn’t help matters. One minute, I’m speculating about the darkest things that could happen to me while the next minute I’m all,“It is written in the stars that I get what I want…. Chillax…. This one is in the bag.”. And the worst part about this is that poor Mum and Dad are subject to violent mood swings. They are being so awesome understanding what’s going through my head.
My conscience (with the new Joker voice) tells me it is wrong to behave like this, but I guess it is only natural when you’ve pretty much put everything you’ve wanted on hold and everything else on the line, that you are worried and insecure about the way the world may turn out. And these exams have pretty much been about me hyping them up to a ‘do or die’ status. The last two years have been …well….I wouldn’t say amazing, but definitely something worth looking back on. Sitting with a bunch of friends 15 years down the road (expensive crystal glass filled with expensive scotch, in my hand) either saying,” Hey guys, remember 15 years ago…the amount of stupid things I did for that MBA exam… nuts I was. Who knew I’d get it in so easily? Hahaha….missed out on some good times.” ; Or saying, “Hey guys! Remember 15 years ago? What if I’d studied a little harder? I could have made these million dollars a lot quicker with that degree from a reputed place…anyway…cheers! “.
Anyway, all I have been through is the start. There’s a long long road to go from here…and it’s only going to get more interesting and awesome. Like SRK says in Om Shanti Om, “Abhi picture baaki hain beedu……”
I come home, and believe me, this is the most relieved I have felt in the last 2 years. I truly know how it feels to get a monkey off your back. Chirpy mood continues. Happy songs are being played. I am singing along….and dancing too after my new found skills at DDR. And then it had to happen. The ton of bricks had to fall. Only this time, it felt like first I was hit by a speeding train in a dark tunnel, and just I stand up the tunnel decided to cave in. It’s not over!!! The end of the exams is not the end of all things. Exams were just a prelude to what could be a great story or a tragedy. I am now faced with the problem of having to wait for the results and have colleges short list me for interviews. Since the exam scores are relative, I can’t truly judge how well I have done. You may have put your best foot forward, but there is the other guy who has a slightly better foot. (He/She just got a pedicure).
Now starts my true test of how patient I claim to have become. The night sleep was fairly restless. I thought I’d take the day off and calm down…detox….kick back and relax. Clear my mind for the new year. It didn’t work. Even 1 hour of incessant zombie killing did not help my mind think anything apart from the fact that it is now the worst time ever. Where do I go from here? I am sure everyone has faced these sort of uncertainties in life. Times where you are no longer in control of your own life…. But this is really bad for me. Simply because, I think too much, over-analyzing everything…and the fact that I’m a melodrama queen ( I mean king….) doesn’t help matters. One minute, I’m speculating about the darkest things that could happen to me while the next minute I’m all,“It is written in the stars that I get what I want…. Chillax…. This one is in the bag.”. And the worst part about this is that poor Mum and Dad are subject to violent mood swings. They are being so awesome understanding what’s going through my head.
My conscience (with the new Joker voice) tells me it is wrong to behave like this, but I guess it is only natural when you’ve pretty much put everything you’ve wanted on hold and everything else on the line, that you are worried and insecure about the way the world may turn out. And these exams have pretty much been about me hyping them up to a ‘do or die’ status. The last two years have been …well….I wouldn’t say amazing, but definitely something worth looking back on. Sitting with a bunch of friends 15 years down the road (expensive crystal glass filled with expensive scotch, in my hand) either saying,” Hey guys, remember 15 years ago…the amount of stupid things I did for that MBA exam… nuts I was. Who knew I’d get it in so easily? Hahaha….missed out on some good times.” ; Or saying, “Hey guys! Remember 15 years ago? What if I’d studied a little harder? I could have made these million dollars a lot quicker with that degree from a reputed place…anyway…cheers! “.
Anyway, all I have been through is the start. There’s a long long road to go from here…and it’s only going to get more interesting and awesome. Like SRK says in Om Shanti Om, “Abhi picture baaki hain beedu……”
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