Someone has said it right “changes take place for the good” but I didn’t know that stepping in Delhi university would change my life for good and will prepare me to win the battle of life. But nevertheless I knew that getting in DU is a race, a race in which people getting 100% also participate and those getting 90% have no say. A race which does take place within the Indian jurisdiction, but has it’s own rules and very much ignores the concept of equality because this is the race in which many deserving students are left behind to see their future getting burnt down to ashes in front of their eyes, merely due to reservation. A race in which if you don’t impress you are out of the league. A race in which you wear something that doesn’t match becomes a fashion statement and finally but not the least getting in DU is all about a race which is full of young and enthusiastic people who participate in order to create their own identity.
Getting a course of my choice in DU was like a dream come true because I have seen people changing their dreams (streams) in order to get their “dream destination”. From fear to excitement, from nervousness to happiness and from resentment to enthusiasm, I have been through it all.
I remember how excited my parents were when I first entered my school that they actually made a video of my first day in school and how my dad wanted to repeat the same and how badly he wanted to capture my first few steps, and my mother narrating the background, in his camera when I got admission in DU (which obviously I didn’t let him do). As I got ready for my first day my mother kept on instructing me and gave me a long list of do’s and don’ts, and how every don’ts freaked me out.
I was so lost when I first entered the world of DU. The cold wind swept my hair and I was so numb. I couldn’t hear a thing. I had my eyes firmly planted on the ground and was walking checking each and every step. My heart beat increased with every step I took. It seemed as if everyone was looking at me, checking me out and probably laughing because I thought my expressions looked so dumb. But as I looked up, my fear ended because people or rather I should say my seniors and teachers welcomed me with their gleaming eyes and warm hugs. I couldn’t have asked for more. I realized that I wasn’t the only one who was getting jittery but many other “fuchhas” were going through the same feeling. Frankly speaking, the thought of sitting in a classroom, studying never excited me but the thought of sitting in the canteen, forming the most “hot and happening” group, hanging out in the coolest place, missing classes and exploring new places in Delhi and not to forget the new found freedom always kept me occupied and never let the other thoughts rule my mind. Now after spending a reasonable amount of time here in this institution I have realized that DU is not scary at all. It’s like a human body and every student is its heart beat. Without people like us, DU is lifeless and without DU as the platform our future is at risk. It’s an inter-related world and yes I am proud to be a part of it. So far the journey of DU has been incredibly awe-inspiring and the experiences that I have gone through are way too special and memorable that will stay with me forever because after all it is all about DELHI UNIVERSITY and the name says it all.
I remember how excited my parents were when I first entered my school that they actually made a video of my first day in school and how my dad wanted to repeat the same and how badly he wanted to capture my first few steps, and my mother narrating the background, in his camera when I got admission in DU (which obviously I didn’t let him do). As I got ready for my first day my mother kept on instructing me and gave me a long list of do’s and don’ts, and how every don’ts freaked me out.
I was so lost when I first entered the world of DU. The cold wind swept my hair and I was so numb. I couldn’t hear a thing. I had my eyes firmly planted on the ground and was walking checking each and every step. My heart beat increased with every step I took. It seemed as if everyone was looking at me, checking me out and probably laughing because I thought my expressions looked so dumb. But as I looked up, my fear ended because people or rather I should say my seniors and teachers welcomed me with their gleaming eyes and warm hugs. I couldn’t have asked for more. I realized that I wasn’t the only one who was getting jittery but many other “fuchhas” were going through the same feeling. Frankly speaking, the thought of sitting in a classroom, studying never excited me but the thought of sitting in the canteen, forming the most “hot and happening” group, hanging out in the coolest place, missing classes and exploring new places in Delhi and not to forget the new found freedom always kept me occupied and never let the other thoughts rule my mind. Now after spending a reasonable amount of time here in this institution I have realized that DU is not scary at all. It’s like a human body and every student is its heart beat. Without people like us, DU is lifeless and without DU as the platform our future is at risk. It’s an inter-related world and yes I am proud to be a part of it. So far the journey of DU has been incredibly awe-inspiring and the experiences that I have gone through are way too special and memorable that will stay with me forever because after all it is all about DELHI UNIVERSITY and the name says it all.
KNOW YOUR FRIEND FROM DU
Bulbul Tiwari is a student of Ram Lal Anand college pursuing B.A. (Hons) Business Economics. Her interests include writing, dancing and acting. The explorer within her lands her at new places, where she likes interacting with the native people and trying out the local cuisines.
