Musings of a Deranged Mind

The past 3 weeks of college life have taught me a myriad of life lessons and harsh truths. A host of experiences the likes of which I'd expected to some extent, but not so soon. The college has proven to be worth the wait, but a lot of other issues cloud my judgement of it at the moment. The faculty is unimpressive, with only a handful of teachers who truly seem to be earning their wages as of now. From reports I hear, these standards don't tend to improve, but rather degrade as you enter into the succeeding years. The concept of total spoonfeeding has been lost, but a fair bit still exists in the first year, which distresses me. The entire advantage of the college academic experience is the work you put in for self-improvement, and the freedom to set your own study pace and pattern. It seems in the first year, as of now at least, that freedom is partially curtailed.

Many, especially those who know  very little about the college itself, suspect that MEC has a school-like atmosphere. Granted, the uniforms and the slightly-strict leave policies give that impression, even to me at this point where every part of the college still seems strange and unknown : yet, life in the 2nd year and onwards, seems a lot brighter and upbeat. Ragging details I can only mention in the 2nd year, and not publicly through any such medium, as there are eyes and ears everywhere watching and listening to everything I do or say at the moment. Now I know how contestants on those crappy reality shows feel!

Opportunities to participate in various Arts fests, on the surface, seem to be limited in this institution. Yet, hopefully the chances I do get, I shall exploit well. I've been drafted into one of the five houses participating in the intra-college arts and sports events : the PIRATES, of black and green, notably one of the rowdiest of houses at the moment. The houses we represent may change over the coming years, but perhaps being a PIRATE will be a blessing in disguise : I can only speculate, and hope it does turn out to be so in the coming days!

With all the complexities of college left behing, I'm hoping to enjoy the few days of freedom I have at home. It's going to be a tough year, and I'm going to need all the strength and luck in the world to come out of it unchanged. By the grace of God, the tyranny might end on a happy note five months down the line. Until then, however, I might as well make hay while the sun shines!