This is probably the tenth time that I crib about the end of my college life and beginning of my work life. But I have no option but to write what I feel. I used to play a role in the Social Responsibility Forum at my college, heading it in my second year. The purpose of this student’s cell is to work on social causes. We organized blood donation camps, workshops on RTI, Women Empowerment, AIDS and similar activities. On hindsight, I feel a lot more could have been done in the 9 odd months that we had in the second year. Academic rigor was anyways not there and there was no excuse to have conducted very little programmes. I deeply regret this part. I do not really cherish what little I did, as what I did not do still haunts me.
After writing the above paragraph, I wonder what I did on the subject after my college life ended. A big ZERO. At least in college, I managed to do a little, but after that, it was nothing. I kept on complaining about end of college life, the place I stay, the road I use, the food I eat and the work I do. Nothing else. I agree one could not have done a lot in just 2 months, but I could have at least started somewhere. I need not have done anything concrete, but could have thought about doing something. I need not have visited orphanages, but could have studied about them and afforded a simple thought on how I can contribute to them, given my constraints. I need not have sold the products of the NGOs on streets, but could have begun to study their problems and seen if I could help them offline.
There seems to be a big hiatus now. I have lost focus in the area that I thought was closer to my heart. I am worried I am losing direction. I need to introspect. Past is not the glory, it is just a beginning. I need to carry forward the little beginning I made. It is completely in my hands.
After writing the above paragraph, I wonder what I did on the subject after my college life ended. A big ZERO. At least in college, I managed to do a little, but after that, it was nothing. I kept on complaining about end of college life, the place I stay, the road I use, the food I eat and the work I do. Nothing else. I agree one could not have done a lot in just 2 months, but I could have at least started somewhere. I need not have done anything concrete, but could have thought about doing something. I need not have visited orphanages, but could have studied about them and afforded a simple thought on how I can contribute to them, given my constraints. I need not have sold the products of the NGOs on streets, but could have begun to study their problems and seen if I could help them offline.
There seems to be a big hiatus now. I have lost focus in the area that I thought was closer to my heart. I am worried I am losing direction. I need to introspect. Past is not the glory, it is just a beginning. I need to carry forward the little beginning I made. It is completely in my hands.