As our topic says, we not only have to write about experiences but it has an adjective SIGNIFICANT which gives the topic a new shape. We not only have to write about experiences but we have to write about Significant Experiences of our lives. So here I want to jot down something not very pleasant but something which it taught me a lot.
We all have different phases in our lives from kindergarten to school to college till the post graduation madness and friends. With time everything changes from thinking to friends to habits to personality.
As we grow up we develop (physically, emotionally and mentally). As children we all are in a protective shell in our houses and schools too. Regular interactions between the teachers and parents are held in order to know the child’s progress and behavior in the class room. Teachers know each and every child personally in the class she is aware of all his negative and positive things, teacher shapes a student accordingly.
School became a second home, being in the same school for 14 long years from nursery till 12th was a great journey. Every day was a new day to learn and to grow. Teachers in my school never believed in marks they did not judge a student by his/her marks rather they tried to teach their students the meaning of life so that understand life and its aspects because ultimately life is much more than scoring good marks. What a time school time was everything was so smooth but when I looked up at the college students I always wanted to be like them. Their style, attitude and the freedom they always attracted me towards them. Being a student of class 12th I knew that I am going to live that life after some time.
Finally the school farewell day had come, I didn’t know what to feel . I was nervous for the examinations excited for the college life and equally sad for leaving the school. A month after the farewell board exams happened. After that started the college admission time and that was till date most exhausting time ever which lasted till 4/5 days. Every day I went to a new college, met new teachers and students figuring out what course from which college will be my priority. Went to a number of college but at last Gargi college which was the best college of Delhi University gave me what I wanted so finally I took admission in Gargi college which was not less than a dream to me.
The next step was the orientation of Gargi which was on 23rd July 2011, that was the first time when I actually felt that yes I am now a college student . Being a friendly person by nature I made a lot of friends in the first week itself which added to the fun of the college life. Every day I went to the college sat at Mithas for hours and hours. I was being street smart , I knew how to deal with people but somewhere I was drifting away from the bookish knowledge. I hardly attented any classes, did not know what teacher taught which subject, had no idea what was happening in the class. All this continued for some months my chilled out attitude towards curriculum was harming me but I did not realize it at that time I continued with the same routine. Life was now Mithas and friends.
A month before the first semester I thought of studying and getting regular to the classes. I thought it was as easy as to go and sit in the class but I never thought beyond that .when I got to know the actuall scenario I realized that I have done a major mistake for which I had to pay I wanted to do everything in a month assignments ,presentations ,classes ,attendance. I began to panic now I had this fear that I would fail and I never wanted a failure tag on me. As everyone says you get what you sow, because of short attendance and bad performance in the semester I failed. After the results were out I didn’t know what to do and how to tell it to my parents but somehow I managed to do so. Parents and relatives were after my life as if I had done some crime and now I can get nothing in life. Those six months while I was at home all the time, they were disgusting to me. I didn’t know what do. I had changed I was no more the earlier Devangana. I started to dislike myself. At that point I felt that now my life is over, I can’t a good job and family after marriage because after all I was a failure.
As time passed and I digested the fact that I have to be at home for some months during that time I thought of reading some books. I went to my grandfather and asked for some help he was very happy, he told me that this is my first step in the positive direction (though I did not understand it at that time but now do ) . He asked me to choose authors like Vivekananda, khushwant Singh, Louis. L Hay and Dr.A.P.J Abdul Kalam. I started reading books after reading a good amount of books I learnt that I don’t have to be ashamed of what happened that year rather I should take a leason from it.
I was positive in my mind now I knew how to fix things. I was trying hard to change myself because I knew that The key of success is hidden in your daily routine, until and unless you don’t change what you do daily you can’t succeed. Therfore I managed to turn this negative incident to a positive one and I promised myself that I would never repeat this again in my life.
A good leason which I learnt from failing an year was that mark sheet of one year cannot decide my future and life is much more than failing or passing the exams . if it happened it happened for a reason and today I am glad that it happened because that year gave me a lot of leasons which I have with myself for the entire life. And I can myself see immense change in me. The new “I” is way better than the older “I”. Now I have enough brains to balance two things which I failed to do earlier
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