A Helluva DAY

A Helluva DAY

14/5/08 and another four hours after that....is what I will remember for a long time.
A besetting example of a day of hope, aspirations, nerves, zero pressure moments, big energetic highs, rock bottom lows are just few feelings that could describe my day.
It was all associated with the pursuit of one single elusive seat in a college....in layman terms a luxurious seat in an mba college.
Both the highs and lows originated a week back when my career goal of doing an mba seemed sliding far....far away from me an i was just trying to hold onto the last possible amount of positive hope that i could gather from the happenings and the imagination of a better future.
the day before it, just ended with a stupid sense of nervousness of what meant to me as the last ditch attempt at proving my mettle after a spate of successful results in the written examinations.
Had slept late the last night after preparing for my group discussion and personal interview at the cet centre.
a strange sense of a child-like enthusiasm and anxiety englufed me when i got up on D-day.
Right from the moment I got up I started recollecting whatever facts i had read the last few days about so many subjects right from the us recession..to the cliched subject of sez in india.
It was one of those rare ocassions where I reached one hour before time at my centre.
Strangely, had a strong sense of determination in me just to prove i could make it finally at one of those seats I wanted.
Everything right from the gd to the pi went picture perfect according to how i wanted and picturised it to be.
I just felt like being a director of a big time yash raj production film....in full control of all of its characters and the story's fate, everything just seeimg so rosy and amazingly easy.
Finished all of that yaaaaawwwwnigly easy stuff and moved towards home at around 1 in the afternoon humming and listening to fast and chirpy songs all the way there.
Would just have to go fast forward with the rest of the day whcih was just full of doldrums and boring outings....so i would just zoom and snap ahead to around 12 oclock in the night..
Strangely enough i had chosen to remain online a bit late in the night for a change and browsed through the sites i cud find and caiught up wih friends.
it was abt 12 30 when i saw the TISS- community on orkut being plagued by chatters frantically discussing abt the results being out.
Suddenly a funny sense of nervousness and trepidation overcame me.just bulleted my way to the tiss website...crackign my knuckles..hands trembling ab it and legs shaking.
A frantic search through the list put up resulted into one of those trough like lows of my life...a rejection form the institute...suddenly all of the funand the enthusiasm hit an all-time low...
The day which started off at a searing high of emotions....just petered off with me having a oblivion like feeling...suddenly felt like all bells calling for armegeddon started ringing....
The incident just left with me very few options on my side and a very small straw to hold onto before falling onto the cliff.
But suddenly and surprisingly a search for a sense of postivity also surged inside me..seeing other people also down with sadness just like me, just made me try fto make them feel better.
An almost artifical sense of optimisim prevailed over my mind so as to make others feel better about their rejection at tiss.Silly funny statements and motivational drugeries was what i tried to get poeple happy again....
Slept a bit late in the night just worried about what the future holds for me....
Was thinking anbout thsi rule of life which says every failure in life will carry an equal amount of opporunity with it...throwing open a new door of sucess and opporunity for you.wanted to believe in it pretty badly
The late sense of optimism developed int he night just left me with a quote in my mind:-
"TISS ho Yaa Miss Life Mein Hamesha Rahega FiZZZZzZZZZ....."