Getting the Feel of it... GodrejLoud OnCampus

NITIE it is!!! It has been almost 3 weeks to this revelation.

First day and since then, it has been a clutter of humungous names, faces and a lot more... a bit too much for a not-so-social person to contain. But what my neurons could really register were ‘Impact’, ‘Groove’, ‘GodrejLoud’ and most importantly ‘DREAMS’. Well there were reasons for the first two and even more judicious for the latter.

Till this evening, GodrejLoud was merely a contest for me. I found it an intriguing concept-motivated initiative, yes; but just another competition which comes with an incentive, a coveted one for the place I’m in. It did pave way to amazing retrospection and introspection of self, but what changed rather, added a tinge of admiration to the concept was the OnCampus rendezvous with the brains behind the idea.

Honestly, dreams is not a novelty at all, never was. Well, if it’s about dream, yes I have. But here I’m not putting up about my dream. To pen down, it’s a sheer expression of the awesomeness that the 2 hours’ OnCampus talk etched into the ever-prospering parallel universe of mine. Amidst the very gung ho aura of the clan, there undoubtedly was a whole lot of ‘gyaan’ flowing in, from all directions, in all aspects. But the best of it all was the way somebody can make you feel so connected for the experiences they’ve had, only to realise that this is exactly what you’ve been pondering over and over, time and again.  And with this connection, they can just prompt you enough to lend a moment to the musings of your subconscious.

It has been a known fact that we’re a part of the treadmill, without an idea of the head or tail. Undoubtedly, we might have been an achiever of all sorts till this day and it would’ve filled our milieu with exhilaration. But then there is this juncture when wisdom falls from the top heavens only to realise that all this blithe is not thrilling us any more, the kick... it’s all gone. What had once begun with an adrenaline rush is now just the ritual to perform, to get something that’s pre-conceived to be ‘good’ into your kitty. Well, there’s no end to it. Looking back a few weeks in my life, I remember this colleague of mine who got through one of the premier B-Schools in the country and stood clueless while putting down his papers... not that I’d something very enlightening crawling in my medulla. So this thing basically has sort of become a norm, and we drag accepting it as it is. This is where the charm of the entire OnCampus connect comes into picture. A place that’ll undoubtedly make you slog for the bucks they credit into your account, but at the same time would be willing to accommodate the other half of you, possibly the crazy you, the true you...

Then again this theory of ‘cross-pollination’, I must admit, was really amazing the way it was put up. Such ardent believer of parallel existence that I am, I could never find a metaphor as assimilative as this one. So yea... value addition to my niche of the universe it was. An ever evolving concentric existence that we’re bountied with, every moment, every single entity that we come across adds a share in our kitty. And transitioning across such realms that is what gives us the sheen we own...

Well, there’s a whole lot to add on, hope I do it real quick...

 Signing off for the day... which has already surpassed its realms ;)