Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. –STEVE JOBS
This was the biggest lesson I learnt from my school life. Years ago when I accompanied my father to a new school i.e. K.V.Bhandup, tears ran down my face when I thought about an unfamiliar and completely new world. But little did I know that eight years later when it was finally time to bid adieu to that very school, I would again have tears.
Call it being a ‘cry baby’ but that was how it was. This school made me aware of the fact that it is important to keep your feet down when you are successful and to keep your head up when you fail. How else would this ex-student’s story be jotted down?
I scored a decent 87% in tenth but after that was the real testing time. I was too attached to this school and the thought of leaving it was painful. Science was the only stream available then and I thought I could manage it. Call it my lack of research or utter madness, I went ahead and chose science which soon became the reason for my falling grades, deteriorating self- confidence and also my mom’s tears. It left everyone in my family puzzled- how could a studious and academically strong girl get 8/10 in Chemistry and a mere 3/80 in Physics? ½ out of 50 in Mathematics was plain impossible.
Then rose questions- Was she a victim of some trauma? A failed love- affair? Teenage rebellion? What was it? It went to the extent that it left even my parents doubtful whether they weren’t providing me with enough things that I needed at that point of time. The truth was- I had the best possible anchors as my parents, most supportive friends and forever encouraging teachers and all put in their best efforts to sail my boat through, without letting it sink. I was even made the School Captain. They still had faith in me!
I could never understand those chemical bonds, those weird derivations, the countless principles and laws of physics. I found solace in English and to an extent in Biology. But then again I never understood why Mendel conducted so many experiments with those poor pea plants when he could have sat back and enjoyed the beauty of the variety that nature offered. That was how my mind worked (It still does). No offence to any science-loving friends here. Infact, hats off to those who score so well in these subjects… to those who are fans of Newton, The Periodic Table and Gregor Mendel.. Cheers to you!
IITs never fascinated me nor did the changing colour of litmus in Chemistry lab astonish me ( ofcourse during practical exam, I prayed that it please change colours soon). I thought I was the black sheep of the herd. I was even given the tag of ‘Dukhi Aatma’ and Science-O- Phobia’- I swore by it!
But two years down the lane, I am in the final year of graduation (no... no more of science), pursuing Advertising (BMM- Bachelors of Mass Media) from Mumbai University. I might not have become a scientist but then I am happily, gladly and madly in love with the subject I am pursuing. The past has taught me that vast oceans can be waded through if you have excellent oars (my dearest teachers) and a good boat (my parents and all my dear ones including my ‘self’). Dear friends… Never ever fall midway when a thorn pricks your foot. Instead, remove it and walk with a smile on your face and a spring in your step because
We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out. – Ray Bradbury.
- Divya G. Nambiar TYBMM( L.S.Raheja College of Arts and Commerce )-->No science here
Ex- Student, Kendriya Vidyalaya. Bhandup
Call it being a ‘cry baby’ but that was how it was. This school made me aware of the fact that it is important to keep your feet down when you are successful and to keep your head up when you fail. How else would this ex-student’s story be jotted down?
I scored a decent 87% in tenth but after that was the real testing time. I was too attached to this school and the thought of leaving it was painful. Science was the only stream available then and I thought I could manage it. Call it my lack of research or utter madness, I went ahead and chose science which soon became the reason for my falling grades, deteriorating self- confidence and also my mom’s tears. It left everyone in my family puzzled- how could a studious and academically strong girl get 8/10 in Chemistry and a mere 3/80 in Physics? ½ out of 50 in Mathematics was plain impossible.
Then rose questions- Was she a victim of some trauma? A failed love- affair? Teenage rebellion? What was it? It went to the extent that it left even my parents doubtful whether they weren’t providing me with enough things that I needed at that point of time. The truth was- I had the best possible anchors as my parents, most supportive friends and forever encouraging teachers and all put in their best efforts to sail my boat through, without letting it sink. I was even made the School Captain. They still had faith in me!
I could never understand those chemical bonds, those weird derivations, the countless principles and laws of physics. I found solace in English and to an extent in Biology. But then again I never understood why Mendel conducted so many experiments with those poor pea plants when he could have sat back and enjoyed the beauty of the variety that nature offered. That was how my mind worked (It still does). No offence to any science-loving friends here. Infact, hats off to those who score so well in these subjects… to those who are fans of Newton, The Periodic Table and Gregor Mendel.. Cheers to you!
IITs never fascinated me nor did the changing colour of litmus in Chemistry lab astonish me ( ofcourse during practical exam, I prayed that it please change colours soon). I thought I was the black sheep of the herd. I was even given the tag of ‘Dukhi Aatma’ and Science-O- Phobia’- I swore by it!
But two years down the lane, I am in the final year of graduation (no... no more of science), pursuing Advertising (BMM- Bachelors of Mass Media) from Mumbai University. I might not have become a scientist but then I am happily, gladly and madly in love with the subject I am pursuing. The past has taught me that vast oceans can be waded through if you have excellent oars (my dearest teachers) and a good boat (my parents and all my dear ones including my ‘self’). Dear friends… Never ever fall midway when a thorn pricks your foot. Instead, remove it and walk with a smile on your face and a spring in your step because
We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out. – Ray Bradbury.
- Divya G. Nambiar TYBMM( L.S.Raheja College of Arts and Commerce )-->No science here
Ex- Student, Kendriya Vidyalaya. Bhandup
