Graduation life taught me somethings

Today in the year 2013 I can find myself peacefully staying at home, without any pressure that I have to finish something on time of deadline, otherwise I am going to be strangled. It is been more than 7 to 8 months that I have completed my graduation successfully from “Image College of Arts, Animation and Technology”. This is the name of my University from which I passed out gaining degree of Visual Effects. It seems, right now, I am not at all going outside for doing some works in post-production companies. Surprisingly, I lost interest in my own specialization, and I gained interest in writing. Well, thanks to my final project, I did not add any graphics apart from being involved with editing stuff. I wrote stories; I got involved into non-fictional drama movies. So, I am right now, getting trained to become a writer instead of becoming Visual Effects supervisor for the movies like “Incredible Hulk”, “Titanic” or “Avatar”.

Life after graduation seems to be peaceful for me. When I was into college, I used to be under pressure for more than 24 hours. I used to feel like as if big stone is on my head and it was very hard to get rid of it. There were so many project works to do in a less time, but professors always expected from me to get quality output. In which I always failed, but from my failures I learnt many lessons, many skills and acquired knowledge in my own work. I became smart eventually that I started to implement my failure experiences into the other works, and I used to refine it unless I get desired output my college taught me this. My college taught me that, I should never bow down in society if someone points out against me instead, I must speak with confidence no matter whatever I am doing. I taught myself to defend my own mistakes as well.

Life in Image College of Arts, animation and Technology was like a roller coaster ride. Endured many things like heart breaks, quarrel with my own friends, jealousy, pride, politics, discrimination, unnecessary partialities etc., etc., many people may think that Animation colleges are colourful. We can wear colourful costumes, with make up on face, and we assume if we meet handsome girl or beautiful girl so that we can go out with them for beautiful date. Haha, but this is certainly not possible. I faced hell lot of problems as soon as I realized all my expectations drained out in vain. First year of my college was not easy for me. I failed in so many project works; my academic head literally hated me. Some of my teachers used to compare me with my sister in terms of work. I faced humiliations, if my work was not worth enough.

I faced problems with my friends as well. Some people used to create unnecessary conflicts between me and my best friend (Sorry I cannot mention her name) and they always tried to break our bond. Problems occurred in love; some of them got huge crush on my class girls, which turned out to be failed because not many of them were paying attention on their secret admirers. Hard feelings aroused among many people, desperation flamed high and their hearts begin to burn. Unfortunately I was one among them too. I too suffered hell lot of painful heart breaks. Academics were going on; simultaneously we had to face immense pressure from relations. We had less physical tensions rather compared to mental tensions…

On top of which, college taught me great lesson to never waste our time. Because, relations can cause unnecessary problems to us right? In first and second year I used to be sensitive, I used to take care of my friends, I was really kind. I used to respect my teachers, classmates, society, my relatives, my parents. But eventually, I lost all these qualities in me. The moment I entered into final year, my final project started. It was not joke for me. I had to direct my own film, in which I played various roles like director, actor, story writer, screenplay artist, art director. No one was there to help me except my elder sister. My own academic head was never there of our side, I realized I should help myself rather depending on others. That was the crucial year for me just like do or die. Nothing else came in my mind; I just thought to pass out from this college. I sacrificed friendships, I sacrificed some relations. Apparently, I had to give up on my own parents as well. In that year, many people screwed my mind. Some of my friends used to complain me that I was not sparing enough time with them. My dad whenever he arrived from Bangalore, he used to shout at me that I was not even having time to greet him. Even though, complaints pouring down on me, I still stood strong on my own feet.

Firstly, I always consoled people but I was realizing that my time was literally getting wasted. My academic head told me “If you console people, you will have to face that kind of time where you cannot console even for yourself. Works are most important than people around you”. Eventually, I became selfish. I lost patience to think about others and I became independent. From this moment, I got great strength mentally to endure any situation with ease.

Huh!!! Somehow, I feel exhaled now. I just reminded myself what kind of struggles I faced. But apart from all these, I really enjoyed my time in ICAT. Especially my friends, they were rocking. I admire my seniors most. They were hilarious, sensible and comic relievers. Whenever I spent my time with classmates and my seniors or juniors I never expected how time ended soon??? I wish I could get my life back with my friends again. But anyhow, now everything is over. Right now, I will be focussing on my Master’s degree in English literature and communications. I don’t want to become English teacher, but I want to become a writer guys…

So I hope you all wish me good luck for my new future. Well, my mother and my father don’t count because they still think that I could have joined in job as well. Whatever I love to do, I will do that. Thanks to my graduation life, I became much wiser. In a word “ICAT I LOVE YOU”…