Experiencing the 7th semester is a transforming
process. A transformation from an undergraduate to a graduate student. Yes!
Even before we get our degrees. Looking at the freshmen, although I do tread
the memory lane of my innocent fachpan [first
year childhood] however, now the realization of this transformation has replaced
that craving to be back to those times. It’s simply amazing how much of an
adult I have become. It’s amazing because I remember my stubborn rebellious
attitude of shunning maturity and claiming childhood to be the best phase of
human life. Definitely the responsibility quotient has increased more than ever
but it is daunting and exciting at the same time.
The art of managing your time during the 7th
semester teaches you way more managerial skills than even doing a summer
internship. The amount of things happening in parallel in one word is crazy. Some
things are necessary and some things aren’t. However you realize that you don’t
do everything for yourself every time. It’s probably this balance of goodness.
Receiving it from seniors and passing it on like genes to juniors. The CV
downpour from various friends and juniors for proofreading and suggestions
makes me realize the amount of patience my seniors had while dealing with a control
freak like me. The general doubts and inquisitive questions asked by juniors
makes you realize sometimes how stupid you yourself were when you interacted
with your seniors. This whole process of give and take, this whole process of
academic improvement and this whole process of college life is augmented in
this magical seventh semester! Full of hopes and hardwork I just wish everyone’s
expectations are fulfilled and they get more than what they deserve. Touchwood!
