MBA Diaries : Out of Classes :)

“For the 100^th time..” Laura rolled her eyes.. She was angry.. So was I.. Again London.. The place which appealed so much to eyes in Bollywood movies .. The city termed as “city of dreams”  was suddenly becoming “the dreadful city”. My last UK trip was a bitter learning experience.. The ugly side of selfish friendship.. some hard feelings crept up in mind each time I think of it  . After all life cannot be like the pretty pictures we click to put on Facebook . Yes, it hurts when you try to cover up “so much” for a so called friend, so many times and they keep no stone unturned to hurt you just to satisfy their ego. Call me drama queen for this , but I would still say : “Even to be a drama queen it takes emotions and if you can’t respect emotions.. It’s your incompetence not mine.” Life did show me the cruelty of real things!

But Wait !! Wasn’t that was like 2 weeks ago. My assignment is due in 5 days.. Hello.. I don’t need no learning experience no more. I am tired just want to sit down and write nonstop assignments.. Me being the last minute girl explains my devastated reactions! Pack my bags n head to the airport! But was it really bad the last time? Didn’t I realize that God has always sent angels to protect me ?A little bit of him always is present in people around me.

It was proved when I met few people in my life, Flash Back:

Sakwimba, Preeti and Carol , I do not know how would it be to have a own sister coz I never had one. But the way you guys have loved me , I cannot think words to express my love and high regards for you. The day I arrived in Bradford from City of Bath , my self-respect was wounded and belief over friendship was feeble. But you.. lovely ladies retained my faith on people called “friends”. Thank you for everything my girlies.

On my way back from Bradford to London I met Amulya Mamu for the 1^st time. I do not know if angels exist, but I have seen one now I can claim that. I have never seen such a selfless man in my life. He cared like my dad.. cooked for me as my mom, guided me like a teacher. I don’t know how to describe the regards, but all I can say is , in my prayers his name is definitely included.

When I met Pandey uncle and family I was more interested in “parathas” than knowing them. Aunty cooked amazing food each time I went to see them. On 20^th jan when I saw aunty I don’t know why I felt so empty from within. Suddenly mom flashed in front of my eyes,I wanted to hug her and tell her she means a lot for me . This was bound to happen, the 'ties of food' are immensely strong and me being a foodie, this whole thing made me go “Emo” .. Just the way it should be in Bolywood.. 

I do not know when I see the people mentioned in this scribble but all I know is in my prayers, their names will always be there.

So coming back to the present, this was probably my last visit to London. My Accounts exam was a lesser disaster than I expected (Thanks to Pradeep for teaching me on FB, that’s what u call Remote Support ) .I was able to finish Economics assignments in 2 days (Thanks to Kailash and Sourav for helping me and Pallavi for the super sweet encouragement). Laura was always there to bear my stupid anxieties and last minute drama . Life is on a Roll again! Bradford-->London -->Perugia-->Spoleto .. each memory is worth cherishing!