The Non-IITians!

Intelligence today is judged by the institute one studies in. Maybe it is.
Maybe not...
What is intelligence?
Studying consistently for two years, maybe four, for something our parents told us to do, at a fixed pattern that our teachers told us about, cursing the physics textbook at every second of every day, focusing on something we are not even sure we want to do?
That's discipline.
Then what is intelligence?
I am not an IITian and so aren't the 1500 people studying with me.
We will never have that name of IIT with us on our resume and many times we will feel inferior and practically stupid when someone comes and says 'Hi I'm from IIT and you?'
At that moment the fact that we belong to a different college that ranks third in the country's petroleum universities will disappear of our minds.
No we are not IITians and like every consoling psychologist I am not going to 'We are not IITians but we are good humans' for like every other kid who has suffered in this world, I know being a good human being is not the brightest highlight in a CV.
So I'm just gonna go with this...
We are not IITians but we will be the engineers who did not take up engineering because our parents wanted us to.
We are not IITians but unlike the IITians, we are engineers...

Day 1

Classes begin tomorrow.
My official first day in college after a week of Personality Development classes.
Just arrived to Dehradun after a weekend at home. Really miss Chandigarh.
But I'd be lying if I said I'm not excited. It's not everyday you are a collegiate.
I am still having trouble adjusting to the fact this college was not my first preference but as they say, life moves on and you better move with it...
Let's see what the day brings...

The Beginning

It’s a common feature when we find ourselves starting a new life.

A new life almost always without fail is proof of the fact that something happened in our lives that we never wanted should have happened. Either we are running away from bad memories or compromising on something we have no control on anymore.

But in any case, the best thing or rather the only thing we need to remember… ‘it’s a new start’.

And it is.

Not in a life where I belong. Not a life I had hoped for. Not a life I’ll be perfectly happy in. But a life whatsoever.

I’m Jahnavi Vibha and I am on my way to college. Admittedly it’s not the college I wanted or the college I wanted in the second, third, fourth and so forth order. But it’s a respectable college and in its defense a different college. Not the traditional know-how, just different.

But I had a rule in life. If you can’t get the best, go for different.

And here I am. Different.