How simple it all looked when I finally decided to ditch my beloved psychology subject for Statistics for my FYBA classes. For almost two day I consoled myself that how taking up stats is so necessary, and how "ruthlessly" giving up psychology for the same would really benefit me! Even my friends were in disbelief, 'cos we had hours of discussion on our plan to graduate in psychology.It pained (I am not exaggerating!)...but I finally told my parents what I truly wanted and wrote on my admission form opt1. Economics, opt2.Political Science, opt3.Statistics...full stop. period!
On the day of admission with head all high and clear...i got a biggest shock of my life! My college wasn't offering Statistics because I hadn't opted for Mathematics in my Junior college. And not just, I had to bid goodbye to even political science! My "clear" head was all on fire in a matter of a sec. With few other unfortunate soon-to-be stats lovers like me, we ran errands looking for hope that someone would assure us that everything was all right! It was like, a rocket is ready to launch and the countdown has reached to 2...and some thing terrible goes wrong and the rocket-launching had to be cancelled. Ummm...not quiet an example to enplane my situation...but you get my point, right?
So the Ma'am just put a dash on my opt2. Political science and opt3. Statistics ans wrote Commerce and English literature instead. With a sweetest smile she also said, "You could change your subject later if you want?" Suddenly startled I looked up and was almost going to say it, when she hurriedly said,"But getting stats has a very slim chance."
So I walked with heavy steps, unable to think anything. I dialed my ATM number (i.e.Any Time MOM)! Controlling my tears I narrated all that happened and also told her how hopeless I feel! She assured me with her clam voice as usual that if not Ruia (My Junior college) we will see in any other college where I could get stats.
Now the only other college I had applied in was St Xaviers. And the chance getting admission there with statistics was really very brink.But I had hope and nothing else!
That eveing I went out with some good old school friends. When I narrated my story of the day to them, D.G Ruparel has a eco-stats combination casually came up! So one of my friend told me to take a chance and apply in there. But "laziness" is a characteristics which highly defines me. I wasted a whole day just worrying about what to do. And got up the other day with determination of "Lets just do it" and went straight to Ruparel. It was last day of form submition and sale of forms were long back closed down. So a little anxious i stepped in the college and asked a college enquiry counter for FYBA form. And without a need for requesting or pleading he quickly handed me the form witha warning to submit it within an hour. I filled up the form witha supersonic speed and submited to the college authority with a little trepedition. She went through the form and asked me to fill up some information which I had left unfilled. Witha little hesitation I asked her,"Ma'am there won't be any problem if I want to opt for stats, and if I hadn't opted for maths in my Junior college?" She looked at me from her glasses and then my mark sheet and said continueing to arrang the documents,"With your scores you will get it and the basics are taught in first year. But don't take it lightly." I can't explain how relived and light I felt! At least they didn't completely deny me from taking up stats! I was tired of consoling myself that everything going to be alright. But this was a life-saving assurance!
I got my name in Ruparel first list. But didn't make it to the Xavier as its cut-off was 84% and my percentage were 81.17%. Surely I would have loved to call myself a student of that prestigious college. But I had reason to celebrate at the end of the day! I felt like everything is truly on the tract. I got my subjects and also a beautiful college! (Its infrastructure is truly beautiful) I feel disheartened to leave Ruia... and also going away from friends who shared all the horror stories, made-up crushes, stupid jokes, romantic poems, wrote heart-touching winning stories and shared ever changing future plans.
But to grow in life, sometimes cutting off that special string attached to our heart is nessary. My heart is full of sweet memories and I inend to keep it that way.

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