My Precious!

I am not yet a big fan of the Lord of the Rings, but this exclamation rolls off my tongue almost too easily!

And this post is about the Precious 2 years in the MBA program, coincidentally the person who interviewed me for admission was a guy named Brian Precious and doesn't the dew drop on the leaf look Precious?
(In my head it all started with spotting the dew drops and the rest followed..)

I keep asking myself and the people around me about the significance of the last two years. It is a lot of change to leave behind the life you know and learn the ways of a new life and culture. Some people try hard to  forget the old ways as they embrace their new life and some people just try to superimpose the old ways in the new setup. Everyone tries to find a hold in their own way, consciously or unconsciously.

If I had to summarize these 2 years without rambling too much I'd say I love the freedom and hate the loneliness of living a life where family and friends are just too far.
You will get all the different types of food, but none of the places will be authentic enough for the natives but nonetheless everyone tries to find a little kitchen that reminds him of home.
I loved the academic system and realized soon that i wasn't the best at all the time management and rubric based grading. I took to the rest of the system fairly easily and it felt comfortable.
This country has a system and things get done in a certain way, so you better follow that one way, because there is no other way!

That's the story of the precious two years of an outsider. Its just like a dew drop trying to find a little place under the sun.