Easter Break
The term was very hectic as I had put a lot on my plate and was busy trying to cope up with everything. Fortunately, before I would drain myself out completely, the Easter break came along for which I had been waiting for a long time as I was invited to my friends place for the dinner. I could not wait for it.
My life didn’t slow down during this vacation as I started working double the amount I used to with cricket nets and loads of assignment work to finish. I guess, I had mentioned about my laziness and postponing work. Well, I had decided to complete all the overdue work during this vacation. But I found myself visiting Manchester and Bradford in this Easter Break, as they were the nearest.
First I visited Manchester which is a city unlike Huddersfield. It was very different from here and even a lot bigger, but that made me realise the comfort that I have living in Huddersfield. In Huddersfield there is no trouble of travelling long distances and it is so peaceful. Here we were travelling all over Manchester mostly in buses, its awesome town centre was very tempting but had to pass on it as was thin on my pocket and I preferred spending the cash on eating because if I am correct there was a food festival going on. The art exhibition had some wonderful pieces of work from a relatively new painter. I also visited the BBC head office though was not allowed to enter but it seemed so nice there. Well, that was just the day; but night life over there is amazing, a lot more crowded and the way all the bars and pubs were located looked very nice in the lights.
From Manchester back to Huddersfield to do some work that I could not miss and then moved on to Bradford. I didn’t travel as much in Bradford as I just spend a few hours over there. I had gone to an exhibition which as always was very well put together. I enjoyed the weather over there, I guess it was only that day it was a good climate there because from the next day it started raining over there, lucky me. But, as I have heard, Bradford is called ‘Bradistan’ because of the number of Asians or rather Pakistanis present there. Other than that Bradford is famous for Cricket and most of the top players start by playing in Bradford League.
Well I came back home fresh after few good outings but still tired, I could not help that I guess. As soon as I got back home started with cooking and then the next day again was back at work, the days I wasn’t working I was either studying or playing cricket, and it would not be wrong to say that I hardly studied as I was working 4 days a week and the other 2 days I was busy with cricket, hence even by the end of Easter I was left with the same amount of work but a lot more less time.
And submission dates were just looming over my head now.
Submissions
As soon as the Easter break finished I realised it was only one week time left before I started with all my submissions. So, I was on the accelerator and had taken a week off from work and cricket to concentrate on my assignments and submit them on time. The method of reaching to a final piece of presentation is a very long process but I had to cut it short as I didn’t have enough time to follow all the steps. But I did try to do my work to the best of my abilities.
In the ISC we were taught to use time carefully and usefully though it was for everyday routine and when nothing was supposed to be left for the other day, but I had to apply it and use hours as days and days as hours. Well it helped me to ease my mind and relax myself as when you make a time schedule you get the satisfaction of knowing that you will be able to complete the work – at least something to put your mind at ease and focus on the work. It is a very good tool and from now onwards I will try and apply it to my life every single day.
The first two submissions were the writing submissions with 3000 and 2500 words respectively. I was not worried about writing so many words as I was confident I could write so much but I was afraid of repetitive sentences which I did a lot before and had tried to improve on it while I was studying in the ISC. I can surely say for writing my extended essays I really felt ISC had done great things to help me out with it. This reminds me I have not thanked the ISC so far – well I guess I will be dedicating a blog to ISC very soon.
But guys we always forgot to thank the people and organisations that have made a difference in our lives, we should never forget to thank people as we move on in our life as each of them has had a role to make us what we are today, but we keep on forgetting it. I have always tried and will keep on trying. As I have heard from someone, ‘It doesn’t harm your throat to Thank people or say sorry’.
Well let me role back to the submissions and yes, I did manage to complete my work properly without ruining my sleep and now had to prepare for the presentation in which I was supposed to talk for 10 minutes so I had to prepare a presentation and practice delivering my speech, unfortunately I didn’t manage to practice speaking so I did fumble up once or twice during the presentation but I managed to pull it off.
For me, writing an extended essay was an easy part as I had done it before but making a portfolio was the scary part as I had never done it before and was worried whether I will be able to make a good portfolio or not. I had one week more and I accelerated harder to complete all my designs. I was not very happy with my designs. I thought I could have done more. Nonetheless, I had myself to blame for doing the work at the last minute. I had managed to submit all my work at the right time. But the portfolio presentation which was the final icing on the cake to end the 1st year and I had to make sure to end on the right note. My nerves were high as I was the first to present that day. I put my head down and started preparing for the final presentation.
Summer Break
I have told you about my rushed submissions and all the headache but now be prepared for the exciting and nervous part. Well, as I had mentioned about me presenting first for the portfolio I went in and I suppose it had gone well. I was relived after the presentation as if I was the free bird but that did not last long. Because after one hour or so I realised it had not gone that well and there is an option of me not doing well during the examinations, this was scary: scariest feeling ever, but it happens all the time whenever there is time for the results to come.
I had to wait for a month for the results and did not have much to do before that. So, I put my head down and tried not to think at all as I was going crazy getting worried about the results. I just worked like a dog for almost 4 days a week and the rest of the 3 days went by playing cricket. While I was busy with all of this, luckily for me, time flew by and it was the day for the results. All of my batch mates gathered and went to the university. The results were going to come only on the University network, we all were logged on just waiting for the results to come out. I was getting worried as it almost took 2 hours for the results to come out. My friends with me got their results and for one of them it was not that good and I always thought she was better than me.
I had assumed I might have done really badly but to my surprise I got decent grades. I was ecstatic and immediately called my parents and asked them to book tickets for me as I was going back home for summer vacations. The day after, I got the tickets for the flight to Mumbai. I was very excited and could not wait to see everyone. I did not have much to pack as I was not taking a lot of clothes back home. So, I was on the flight back home cheered up and boosted up by my result. As, I stay in a pretty small city called Jamnagar in Gujarat, I normally have to fly till Mumbai for around 10 hours and then get a train to Jamnagar which is another 12hours. This time though my brother was there to receive me in Mumbai and I was very happy to see him after a long time. We drove back home. I asked him to take me to some place to eat but it was 4 am in the morning and nothing was going to be open at that time so went home and off to bed. The next day I got up pretty late and the only thing that I wanted to do was eat good Indian food in restaurant, and that is what we did the entire day. And now finally the time came to catch a train to Jamnagar. I could not wait to see my parents.
HoMe
Train journeys are much more comforting the long flights. I reached back home to Jamnagar and meet my parents but unfortunately when I had reached it was working hours and so they were busy with their work but as soon as they got free I had a good chat with them. It was great to be back where I was all hassle free, did not have to do any of my work or even cook for that matter. It was so relaxing and surprising to know the amount of time I had on my hands, unlike in Huddersfield when sometimes it feels like it takes an entire day to cook. And moreover I was back in my own personal room in which I have lived for almost 10 years or even more. Now, I was back home free and kind of jobless, which does not seem to affect me at all as I love to be jobless.
This time it was different as many of my friends were not there since they were busy with their colleges which meant I was spending more time with my mother and helping her work which was fun till the time I was learning but then it just got boring. So I did not carry on doing the work but then for a few weeks I got busy with football, until we had to go to Mumbai again as my grandfather was not feeling well.
He was taken for a check-up and we realised that a by-pass surgery has to be done which is pretty risky but these days the doctors are really skilled. It was a very emotional time and everyone was tensed and worried. Fortunately for all of us the surgery was successful and today my grandfather was running like ever before. This was a first time experience like this for me. I even noticed the kind of business the hospitals are running its ridiculous the amount of money they charge for small small things. It is upsetting to know how the hospitals take advantage of the people in distress and knowing that nothing can be done about that. However everything was normal after a few weeks and I was back in Jamnagar this to find that my friends were in town.
This meant I had something to do; we regularly went bowling, driving around to the beach and on ships. It was really a lot of fun out there, in the meantime 3 months pass like a flash and I could not believe it was time for me to go back. I was really dull this time on hearing that I had to go back, as I would miss home but on the other hand I couldn’t wait for the University to start and me to finish my 2nd year.










