The Journey

So now it's Sulagna Das, MBA in Communication Management.

I am officially an MBA since the time the results were declared yesterday. And the feeling of achieving this milestone is unexplainable. Not that it is something extraordinary but because it was a question in my case whether I would survive the journey and stick to the end.

Here I am. Standing with my head held high about the fact that I managed to survive two years of studies without making a single true friend. People were definitely there to help but only when they felt like helping. Mostly people were there to criticise me and make fun of me. Thanks a lot to them. Seriously. Because, without you guys bitching behind my back, I would have never learnt that I should not trust people like you guys.

At times, I have also had great fun hanging out with a few people who, for a change, did not behave with me like I am some outcast. It was a great two years and I miss every bit of happiness I have got. But I do not hate all the sorrows I have experienced. I take them as lessons which have really helped me become a wiser person.

And when I was not learning how to swim through the tides of life, I paid attention to studies. Learnt a lot while doing the assignments and during the lectures of some of the knowledgeable lecturers. It was a pleasure to break every single rule I have broken. It was a horror to face howlers from the Director. But it was all fun. It was all worth it.

Thanks a lot to all those (including those who pretend to be friends) for not taking me in y our group for Group Assignments. If not for you guys, I would have never learnt to do things all by myself and most importantly to learn the art of convincing. The numerous times when I have gone up to faculty to convince them to let me to do even the group assignments individually, has made me realize that I can turn the odds to work out in my favor if I really want to!

Thanks a lot to everyone for not replying to the questions I asked on the WhatsApp group. Even last night, when people were flooding the WhatsApp notification with so many messages, one post from me acted like a lullaby which put everyone to sleep instantly! Just imagine the power these guys have allowed me! One little post from me is enough to shut up 69 people at one go! Whao!!

And yet I do not regret my decision to come here and moreover, the decision to continue with the course when I was tortured by my roommate! I went through hell but I stuck on to that hell.

I want to thank my Uncle and my Brother, my own blood, who were the ones to be there whenever I needed them and to have their doors open for me all the time. People say that I ran away from the situation, the mistreatment of people in college and hostel. But coming from a closely knit family I do not think that, weekend visits to a house where a part of your family stays, is running away from your problems!

Some people who deserve mention are, Prerna - for helping me with stats before exams and for always watching out for me, the only one closest to being a friend. The many times we have hung out together and have had amazing food, will always be great memories. The chats at night which used to get longer and longer, will never be forgotten.

Govind - for helping me thoroughly with my Dissertation. Except for the copy & paste of the body, everything else has been done by him only. And, for allowing me to sit beside him in the class because nobody else would sit beside or let me sit with them since I was the untouchable of the class!!

Saurabh Singh - for helping not just me but the whole batch, to sort out attendance issues. For always being there whenever need be, for saying "no" the minimum number of times and for saying "yes, I will help you shift from one place to another" numerous times!!

Last but not the least, Marushka - for helping me a great deal with all the assignments since the time I started working. For being a sweetheart throughout the journey of two years. For always saying yes to any kind of help.

And to those who keep saying, "Oh now she's going to write a blog on this", "YES. I do write blogs on whatever I feel like. That is none of your or your father's business. I like to write. And I will fucking keep writing."