Choices of a generation

Meet HT Horizons’ new campus journalists. As these bright young people step out of the protective circle of their schools and begin the long trek to various colleges to seek admission, they share some of their special moments with you

education Updated: May 19, 2010 09:14 IST
Hindustan Times

Vanshika DPS, Mathura Road
The thought of expressing my ambitions, my college and course preferences has left me pondering. I never contemplated that a 200-word article would take so much thought. But the process also gave me a better understanding of what I want after my results are out.

My interests have always been in economics, English and journalism (in that order). I was a science-cum-economics student, which according to me was one of the most bizarre decisions of my life.

I might be sounding like a hopeless kid who likes to trouble her parents, but that’s not the case. I always wished to do some of the best courses from some of the best colleges in the country, but I am also painfully aware of the way I gave my Board exams.

There must have been a shortcoming on my part.
I expect a 75 -85 aggregate score. But then I recall that I took these exams expecting something will disappoint me at the end. That’s when I stop troubling my ever-boggled mind.

And here I’ll stop with the ifs and the buts because I am tired of the awareness of the tough competition and cut-offs, and the fear of not making it anywhere.
But then I tell myself that worrying about things, or ruminating about what happened will not make things any better. It also tells me that if the education system does not change to make things better for me, then it is me who has to change to stop bothering myself ... a little too much!

As Eddie Vedder wrote and sang: “I know I was born, I know I will die, the in between is mine, I am mine”
All the best to me!

Gauri Saxena Gyan Bharati School

Thought. Think. Thinking. It’s funny how I can think so much about the fact that I think so much.

I’m constantly reminded of the thought “I’m a thinking being”. I can think endlessly, fruitlessly and not to forget, relentlessly. Maybe this is because I have no work as such, or because I feel so many things at the same time. Or, I may have a disorder? Possible. With the kind of person that I am, I can generate any kind of disorder. Of eating, drinking (no, not beer), reading, (yes, sometimes it can be extremely unhealthy) or could be Internet.. too much chatting ... phew, what a drug. My thinking is mostly very nonsensical. Take the act of sulking, for example. I sulk when I think. I sulk through thinking. I think because I sulk. To narrow it down a little bit, I sulk because I missed a good movie due to an inconsequential phone call. I sulk because I sometimes waste 12 hours a day gossiping, or because I believe I don’t have enough clothes left in my wardrobe. Just anything. Just any damn thing. It has been my thing recently.

Anyway, to come to the point of this thoughtful bundle of lines that fail to make sense to everyone, me included, I wrote this because I’m afraid. No, not because I think I have a disorder, but I guess I’m afraid of myself too much. Thinking about things like incompetency. And that I’m indecisive and regally lazy, afraid that I won’t study for the Boards and take them to be a cakewalk, and then, sulk later.

Also that I won’t ever find people I would be able to share my thoughts with. Literally speaking, there are very few people that I look up to and I guess it’s just human tendency to want more, right?

Not to forget, the thought of ending up in some weird Faridabad journalism college makes me go crankier.

And so, all of these possibilities, sort of, muddle up together into this humungous arena of cynical extremities. And when they spill over, and rush on to Microsoft Word through depressing paragraphs. Well, what can I say, depression has got to be my forte.

And sometimes, I realise its good to go with the flow. It is those times that I banish all this pensiveness and listen to Jack Johnson... and thank god he sings, otherwise, who knows, disorders can prove fatal.

Now to end... here’s cheers to deep thought.

Arushi Kaath DPS, Gurgaon, Sector 45

Graduation is an important event in the life of every student, and I am at the cusp of stepping into a world that is alien to me.

Fresh out of high school, I am a “normal” teenager. By normal I mean that like any other graduate, I like to spend my time as a free bird doing absolutely nothing. I am 17-seasons old, enjoying my ride around the sun without having to pay a dime. It may seem exciting at first, but after having spent nearly a month with nothing more than eating, breathing and sleeping on my agenda, I’m starting to question my plans. Hence, I have decided to make a rather ambitious, but doable ‘to- do’ list, that primarily revolves around the question “what now?” After months of careful consideration, I have finally narrowed down two streams for college — “psychology” or “design”. For both fields, and shopping of course (my prime agenda in life), the United Kingdom seems an appealing choice. As for India, I am also keen on applying to the Delhi University for psychology, after my results come out.

It may seem like I’m on track, but wait, there’s more! I have, for some time, been complimented for my oratory and writing skills, owing to school articles, debates and my most celebrated extra-curricular achievement, the Model United Nations. Being chosen as a ‘Global Young Leader’, along with a handful of others by the United Nations has truly been an honour (see why I’m confused?). This new dimension has led me to believe that I may have a place in the world of mass media and journalism, as well. Thus, I am also looking at pursuing a degree in mass media from the University of Mumbai.

So, this is my exhaustive and rather complex plan as far as college is concerned, which I hope to untangle sooner than later.

Saumya Aggarwal Presentation Convent

Being born into a close-knit Hindu family, and having spent 13 years in a convent school, I think I have in me what it takes to take things head-on, and face the challenges thrown at me by any prestigious institution, with confidence and poise. Such an institution shapes one up for life and prepares one to be able to face the hardships life. Since adolescence, my school and parents have instilled in me the values and morals that are somewhat lacking in today’s ultra-modern kids.

I am a believer, a dreamer, one who aims and works for the best. Despite the fact that I am just one among the teeming millions, I know how to pull out the best from life in everything. I enjoy listening to music, singing, travelling, reading as well as spending time with friends and family. I take pleasure in voicing my opinion and expressing myself in the form of various articles and speeches.

Having taken up science in senior school, I have the mind of an engineer but the heart of an artist. I’m happiest when I’m busy cutting paper trying to turn it into something better than it originally was. My handmade greeting cards are remembered by each person who sees them.

Since childhood, I have put that extra effort into my projects and class assignments, which has garnered me a lot of praise from my teachers, because I firmly believe that presentation is a vital aspect in whatever we do or make. Participating in co-curricular activities and being awarded in inter-school competitions has brought in me the self-assurance that anybody needs for today’s commercial and fast-paced world.

Kshitij Sharan Vasant Valley, Vasant Kunj

I was always told that the world is a rat race and only the person who comes first will be known, so start mugging up. But I have always believed that I want to be educated not schooled; I want to learn liberally and not be instructed by my books. Now, I am at a stage in life where the world lies ahead of me, via a hundred different routes, but the question is, which one should I adopt? Out of a class of 80, 55 of my classmates are going abroad to pursue under graduation. Under pressure, I too applied to the top university of Canada, Mcgill, and got accepted. But I am a confused teenager, and some say that’s a good thing. Should I just follow the North American dream and study abroad, and earn my millions or should I choose the path less taken, the path of challenging myself to remain in India, yet outdo the rest of the world.

A couple of days ago I was thinking, every time I open the newspaper there’s a mention of a prestigious award, won by an Indian origin, but now an American.

Why, I ask myself. Why this kind of brain drain?
My choice of economics as a field of study should not be understood as a step to join the greedy corporate world. I want to study economics to be able to reduce the inequalities present in this unequal world. I want to study the complexities of the world economic systems, especially after the recent recession, which has astounded everyone. When I was learning about the Keynesian theory, I felt that I did not believe in many components of this theory. Thus, I want to gain enough knowledge to develop my own theory. Needless to say, I must study at a centre of excellence to get a grasp over complexity of theories as I set out to simplify them for universal application.

I have come to the conclusion that Indians have a habit of running away; be it running away from the dirt, or running away from corruption. None of us actually build up the courage to face the challenges. “Arre yaar system hi kharab hai” (the system is corrupt), is an excuse used to explain a perpetual state of fear. But I would like to change this attitude. I would rather stay here and pursue a study in economics at the Delhi University than run away to Mcgill. About my career after that; well I am confused and it’s a happy place to be.

Soham Shiva The Shri Ram School. Gurgaon
I’m not too fond of formal letters as they’ve always bored me to death, so I’ll spare you the pain of reading one and keep this naturally informal.

I was a student of The Shri Ram School (Moulsari Campus) till a month ago and now one of those thousands of white-faced (read nervous) individuals for who look at engineering/ medical aspirants with despise and regularly advise them to “get a life”. I have always had a love for the English language, but it wasn’t till the past two years that I realised a hidden potential to carve a career out of it. I was a science student owing to my interest in physics. Now however, those very same fat tomes have begun to repulse me.

In the last two years, I have written on a variety of issues of national and international significance. I have immense interest in military/international affairs and am a member of three global forums discussing such issues. I recently happened to win an online Sino-Indian debate conducted by Global Times, a Chinese newspaper. Recently, my writings have turned more philosophical, and I’ve moved on to poetry.

Owing to my love for the language, I’ve made up my mind to pursue English honours at DU. I hope I can clear the CATE and get enough in my boards to clear those maddening cut-offs.

The colleges I aim for are Stephen’s and Hindu. Unfortunately, Stephen’s doesn’t accept CATE scores, and even though my boards went well, I’m not sure if I can clear its cut-off.

As a campus journalist , I intend to get first-hand experience of what journalism is all about. Interacting with hundreds of frantic students and staff does promise quite a share of fun and valuable experience.

First Published: May 18, 2010 11:17 IST