Thought Overflow

It’s 9:33 AM on what appears from this side of the semi-darkened window to be an overcast Friday morning. I’ve been looking forward to stepping foot in XLRI for weeks now—ever since I got a confirmed offer of admission. It represents so many things to me—freedom being among the top on the list. Change/maturity is next, I guess.

I’m listening to Limp Bizkit’s “Rearranged”. Limp Bizkit is one of those bands that shows flashes of brilliance in its work amidst a general sense of mediocrity. If I had to be honest, I’d say that I’m pretty similar—the occasional flash of brilliance is generally padded by periods of mediocrity by my own standards. I wonder how, if at all, XLRI is going to re-arrange my life, my psyche. I’ve had people say that being in XLRI will change the person I am. I will apparently graduate two years later as a completely different person. I don’t doubt it. This being my first time living away from home, I guess there will be a lot to learn, quickly. The lessons learnt in the class will be easily matched, if not a tad overshadowed, by those learnt outside.

And this is what I expect to get out of XLRI. Even before I step in, I’m imagining what it will be like when I’m ready to step out. It’s exciting and thriling, and at the same time, scary and unnerving. Some of the challenges I’m to face over the next two years may be challenges that I have come nowhere close to facing so far. But that’s what leaning through experience is all about, isn’t it?

I continue to stare out of the window while Faith No More’s melodic masterpiece “Stripsearch” plays on the MP3 player.

Well, here I am. More than halfway to Jamshedpur. I guess it’s more than certainty now…XLRI, get ready, here I come!

Originally written on 12-Jun-2009