2 years back, a bespectacled black haired skinny boy stepped onto a stage to deliver his first presentation. Shunted aside and thrown out of his own project group not too long ago, he was determined to prove himself. And NO, the boy is not Harry Potter… He is me.
Here I am… 2 years later on the same stage along with three other people to do just the same. It wasn’t easy. We fought, we made mistakes, but more importantly we did what we do best… We stuck together. We had differences, we disagreed… but it was all part of a learning curve. We had fun, we shared joy, two of us even fell in love.
NIBM’s BSc Hall/Hall No. 14/Professor Harrison Hall… Call it whatever you want, but that was the hall we all stood together for a year. But where did those friendships went? Questions are asked but never to be answered.
So, there we were… Umesh, Chathu, Rasanka and Me… On a stage on our moment of truth.
