Life is a blessing . . .

Have you ever felt that life is wasted on the living? If you have, or if you understand what I mean, or even if you don't, go on....read....

Presently when I am a student, seeking admission into colleges and indulging in extensive number-crunching(like, quite), I realise that we are too busy with living that we forget how to live. Everything that happens in life has a reason, you know better when I quote Steve jobs, "you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life. "

Anxiety, ecstasy, contentment, and despair, elation: such wide-ranging emotions concocted to make our Red Letter Day: the day of the declaration of results. No words suffice to describe the whirlpool of emotions that we all felt at the moment of typing our respective roll numbers, merely a click away from our decided fates.

For some of us, it was pleasure beyond measure, others were searching an ointment for disappointment, some were blessed with cessation from perturbation, and still others took time in healing and dealing.
perhaps, a deja vu occurred yet again, at the time of declaration of cutoffs.

We must understand that no one's life is perfect and by the way who said anything about cut-offs being a parameter for your abilities?

At trying times like these, I realise what a beautiful gift life is...and how much we take it for granted.
I know we are having sleepless insomniac nights, binge-eating encounters, fits of insanity. But there is certain fun in going through it also. Well, anxiety is not a bad thing... in fact, your anxiety is directly proportional to the magnitude of relief you will feel once you are in a college, settled and adapted.

Once you are in a college, you become an inextricable part of it (unless you opt for migration), plus you would not be minding going to a particular college, as much as you would be cursing the course, if not of your choice. So, here I solve your course versus college dilemma.

But whats the point of my saying all this?
My point is simple: this is just the first time we are facing something so life-altering!!! Be prepared for more such incidents...and accept that this is life.... a blessing, even though in disguise.