Beginnings always hide themselves in ends!

  

 

The title of this blog is directly taken from a song...(I'm not too good with quotes :p) So the song is called 'Move on' written by Mike Posner, most of you might know him as the man who wrote 'I took a pill in Ibiza' both the songs are too beautiful to listen to, however, the song's not what this blog is about!

I heard this song back in grade 10 but it was only recently when this line moved me. 

After a whole rollercoaster ride of grade 11 and 12, preparing for entrance exams, putting in all the hard work, and sacrifices; I finally, was fortunate enough to get to that glamoured new beginning labelled "College-Life!" of which I only heard stories over family meals, long car rides or just simply when I met my elder cousins during their visits back home. I consider myself really fortunate to be able to successfully fight through the serious competitive culture and the pressure during these 2 years. When I look back now, it all makes sense to me. I am what I am because of all the actions taken by myself in the past! And when we ask; "Satisfied or not?" the answer pretty much is known as rightly quoted by Russell Westbrook, "He who's satisfied with the progress, is the man who has shut all doors of growth"

And this beginning hasn't occurred as rightly because we are still in the pandemic and thus, this beginning has been a little turbulent for not only me but a lot of people around me! The college any young teen would dream of, started off on the screen of a laptop, Microsoft teams and Google meet replaced actual interactions, making an outgoing person like me, rethink his decision to make new friends and connect with new people. It started to get exhausting whenever there were newer interactions and the guy who did anything to sit on the first bench was now finding reasons to avoid interactions with teachers. Even the teachers, instead of understanding issues of those who are slow, released frustration by muting microphones and withholding attendance. Who'd know it would be 3 months into attending college, and I would still haven't had a chance to see the face of my classmates or even teachers for that matter!

When I think back to some of the older beginnings I had or many of you reading this blog would've had, like taking it back to the first day of a new academic year, or to make it more recent, personally, the first day at my coaching institution! I was all set! Everything including stationery to my lunch box was brand new! There was a new scent I had to be familiar with in the classrooms, new people I had never thought I'd become so close with and loads and loads of mixed emotions and enthusiasm rushing through! (Also loads of textbooks and chapters) I saw people of all kinds, some really focused, some who were really interactive, some who'd never speak but had their own little world, some who were really hilarious and some who were just sweet! There were people as shy as me but wanted to be perfect at class, and there were some people crazy enough that they'd interest themselves in either some teacher gossip or just random physics facts! My point is, that eventually, those people became family! But little did we know those classrooms that held so many fun times and crazy discussions would once be empty and dark and even our interactions would be over phones or chatting applications!

Amongst all this, without even one last time in that classroom, all of us had to move to a different one! In a different city or at least in a different location(for my friends doing college in Mumbai itself)

It was the first time that I ever had a "last time!" I never moved cities or experienced closed ones moving out, every time I was told that one of my friends would move out, it felt as if I was punched hard in the stomach! The people I hoped I'd see a college with were stepping out and it was devastating! Not that I wanted them to stay and not go on grabbing a better opportunity but, these past few weeks made me understand the "lasts" and how life won't work as we want it to!

At this point, I have learned that eventually, you do feel that special thing for a beginning again, maybe not soon enough because a close friend once told me that "Bro this is the beginning to the beginning!" or maybe the next second, but there is a first to a second or to a third, even to a last for that matter, but just take the leap of faith, do not let the beginning hide in the end because you will have that weird but exciting sensation in your stomach before every beginning or at some point in time despite when you tell your instincts or heart to shut up!




 

 

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