FOR A CHANGE..

10 years later....11th Oct 2021


Somu is scribbling over pages of his notebook. He has developed the sense of aptitude, logical reasoning and English skills by his hard work and strong determination. It is the month of October and time is running fast. A big CAT to be SNAPped awaits him. He is confident of solving all those problems, for the reason that it is the door of opportunities. Determined to make his life big, huge and meaningful, he is meticulously utilizing every single awake moment honing his skills, aiming at his target, polishing himself. In his brain, he is a ferocious fighter, but in his heart, he misses his best friends-cum-busy students-cum-simply awesome teachers who uncomplainingly strived hard to make his childhood golden.

Symbiosis alumni had already achieved larger than life. These CEO’s (those who made it and others in making) had exerted themselves in various battles that life had to offer, be it work, love or life in general. In this extremely hell-packed life, their heart did beat, they craved to be vibrant, bubbly, and sometimes notorious and yet be let off by people around. Even so, these children at heart were proud .They had done a significant bit which only a few and far people could ever think of doing. These elder-kids cum students also played a teaching role, running after innocently naughty younger-kids, strengthening their foundation of early knowledge, exploring their talents, brainstorming their brains with the importance of education, and not to miss watching movies, exploring their (hidden) painting skills and yes simply having fun with the younger lot.

They were well-informed on Somu and Baccha Party, lending their uncompromising support as always. They funded the Prayatna-school bag with all possible means. They made it a point to visit their alma-mater to seek progress of Prayatna ‘s children despite being blocked by their busy calendars. They felt immensely powerful being part of this revolutionary change, observing their students who were once deprived of almost everything getting transformed into world class professionals.

Now, how many people get a chance to give back to society? How many people get an option to change their past? How many people simply get the privilege to do something selfless?

Prayatna would give you all this, changing your present to change your future’s past. We welcome one and all, to be part of this slow, steady, but sure revolution. It is an honor to be the identity of SIC campus. But there is an existence beyond this. So guys pick your child-like mind, humor, innocence and visit Prayatna classroom whenever you are relatively free or preferably stretched in the academic upheaval that Symbiosis offers and trust me you won’t regret a bit.

SERIES OF INTERVIEWS KA BAND BAAJA BAARAT

It's been a while since I have last posted. I am certain that the passionate readers out there are starving with the ever longingness to read a quality blog. This one's for those fastidious folks. It is sufficient to feed your desire for now. Guys, I can imagine a sarcastic smirk appearing on your face. Right there, I can see it. Folks, the last couple of months has been one helluva experience for me. My name got changed. My salutation got changed. My bank account got depleted and left with only mini-statements to defend my fat spendings on my ONCE-IN-A-LIFETIME wedding (is that why sane people marry only once AS later they turn insane)

Back then in the month of October I was the most relieved CAT aspirant.Thankfully, I had resigned from TCS and saved myself from guilt of taking fake medical leaves for the interest of preparing for CAT and other evenly tormenting entrance tests.It seemed I had all the time in the world to hit the books for my assessment tests and subsequently interview rounds. Little did I know what was in store for me that would spin around my schedule,my recently achieved peace in life, my entire life for that matter by 180 degree (out of phase). My parents and my boyfriend's parents decided to get us hitched(Yea, thats the word) in the month of FEB.

Me being the first one in my group to get married, I had none to get the bridal knowledge from. Depressing as it sounds, I made people around me equally depressed and respectively tortured them to think what to buy and once that's done , strain them to embark onto parade of search hunts for those saris/lehengas, gold-silver-diamond jewellary,chappals,make-up accessories,shopping bags,bindis,hair clips,perfumes,and most importantly sindoor.(Nevertheless, I am yet to buy marwari bangle chuda, My wrist being too small :( )

Earth slipped from under my feet and momentarily my brain stopped functioning as I came to know CET was on the following day of my D-Day (Here, D-Day doesnt refer CAT day) As perplexed as this blog sounds,I was equally flummoxed. I had no guts to even speak to my parents or my -in laws regarding altering of the wedding date as a lot of wedding arrangements were already made.

So here I was betrothed , jobless half-MBA student cum half-bride. Wrote exams every Sunday with anxiety & speculations. Some got cleared , some got screwed. Nevertheless, bridal shopping spree was on a full swing. I thought if earth could rotate bit slower, then I would get more hours in a day so as to calmly organise my wedding ceremony homework and fiercefully battle in the series of CAT-SNAP-JMET-NMAT.... wars. Hyped as it sounds,it was literal then. On Saturdays I would go for shopping with my Mom-in-law and take exams on following Sundays.Draping my wedding lehengas and wearing some XXX grams gold ,I would stand in front of mirror for hours blushing ,lost in my wedding thoughts.And I also had sleepless nights for the fear of 1 more year gap in my career if i dont make it to one of those league of prestigious colleges. (Yeah Yeah)

One fine (rather fortunate) day, while buying bangles in Buleshwar, Mumbai (XX mins distant from Chatrapti Shivaji Terminus), I came to know I scored 97.3%ile in CAT (I am still surprised and doubt IIM assessing measures. I was on cloud nine , celebrating by eating kulfi with my Mom and Dedhia Aunty (Nirav's Mom). Subsequently, SNAP and NMAT results also got out. Got calls from couple of Symbi colleges , SPJain, NMIMS, IMT Gaziabad.

Finally came the month of FEB, had sequence of interviews lined up for me with absolute no preparations apart from the deluge of scams in 2010. (Yeah I disrespectfully thank Suresh Kalmadi, Nira Radia, Ashok Chavan and Sharad Pawar for giving me sufficient content to showcase my current affairs knowledge)Following were the things yet to be shopped,prepared and learnt and I had only two digit days spare to accomplish them. 1. Shop the entire PUNE CENTRAL for my post-wedding wardrobe and cosmetics. . (Yeah you

remember it right, I had updated my Facebook status on that day ) 2. Pico my beautiful sarees 3. And Learning to wear one. ( Have not as yet) 4. Make parlour and mehendi-wali appointments on phone. (Man, I should have done first

hand research in this regard)

5. and PREPARE on Technical Front(C,C++, Data Structures, C# and Final Year Project) after

buying formal apparels ofcourse.

Meanwhile, with the courtesy of Suren, I shifted my entire Jasminium world packed into a tempo to THE new home (-in making). Thank you Suren, I owe you big time.

Phew, Finally the D -day came and next blog awaits to be published from my side. Guys be patient. This phase deserves couple of independant distinguished blogs.

Hold on, I forgot to convey my gratitude to Miss Teja Kulkarni , Miss Prajakta Joshi,Miss Shweta Patil,Miss Sayli Patil and Miss Arpita Das ,( I miss my MISS salutation), Mr Suren Saini, Mr Nirav Dedhia, M Krunal Bhange, Mr Anil G and Mr NINAD SAKHADEV. Had it not been for you guys, this apparent cyclone would have turned into Tsunami.

CHEERS..!