Whenever i think about my SSB coaching class, my mind and body gets filled with energy. In fact it helped me to transform from a sluggish person to more active, adrenaline rich human. Oh! again that old same adrenaline....k Today, i will tell u about few more hormones. But before i tell u about it;- I will be leaving this institute within a few days. I will miss the jokes, the interactive sessions, and what not, everything that happens between the crazy chaps. But there will be something that will be in my mind forever- Do the new. When my Brigadier sir told me this sentence, he sounded like a content writer for DoCoMo. And a suggestion he gave me to implement the idea was to take a 3km walk before i took a bus to home. I obeyed it like an order. Every day i saw the same pattern of crowd. Three or four sets of schoolchildren, a potter with a cigarette on his mouth, sweet smell of baked breads from Modern bread factory,etc...etc...As i didn't notice any difference, i made it a routine. For the past few days, i began to feel the change. This is the climax of story. Now let us begin.
It was a surprise for me when a lady joined our insti. I was not sure, whether she had came for the SSB coaching or for a personality development like Kurian had. 1 Oestrogen among 13 Androgen. Lets call them 13 Andrews and 1 Oesta - sounds like a foreign name, isn't it? There was a reason why i didn't take her for an SSB candidate- She is fair; i won't be stingy- she is beautiful. I thought ladies who would choose the defence would be 'mardana thakatwaalas' (ladies with masculine strength). Later i came to know that Oesta was such a girl, being a swimmer from the very small age of 5yrs, but with a different look. She had a defence background and everyone was quite supportive towards her decisions. Being the senior among the Andrews, i was in charge for scrutinising her PIQ ( personal information questionnaire). She had the name of one of my best friend and to my greatest surprise, their hand writing was much the same. The interactive sessions are so structured that we can get their details in split seconds. Oesta became friends with all Andrews very quickly, the very same day. Now we all knew each other very well. Our families, College, schools, and hobbies too.. We had to continue upto 4 o'clock, while Brig. will leave by 3.30 pm. Kurian will be the person to take his backpack and get ready to leave. We all stand in unison and march out. Today we had a new member, who co-operated very well, that i remembered the saying "birds of the same feather flock together". I still continued with the walking, expecting something to happen any moment. Nothing did....
Next day evening, Oesta and one Andrew accompanied me. We had a nice time, Shared our thoughts, cracked jokes and pulled legs each other. They left me half way, and while walking, i felt like i got 2 new friends. Do the new thing seems to be working. The very next day, me and she walked to the whole distance talking about many things under the sun. we had many things in common, and a few different ones. Infact we all of us had, and it is this barrier of difference that has to be overcome so as to be a normal human being.
Everyday we all have lunch from different places. Today we thought to have food from Biriyani Hut. It was an unforgettable experience. We all became friends each other in such a way that it will be really painful while getting parted. We feel like a single group which can provide a solution or achieve a goal through team work, from the SSB point of view. I realize that it is the lack of this unity that leads to segregation of individuals even in a group discussion which leads to war of words. For most of the candidates who might have got knocked out of SSB interview, this might have happened during most of their group task. I was wondering how powerful and apt, the caption was- Do the new. And the one who suggested to implement the life now seems to me like the great teacher i have ever met. Its a lesson for a lifetime....
I learnt a new lesson for my SSB, and earned a new friend in life; through a walk worthy enough to be remembered.....May be, we will walk tomorrow too...
Friday, August 6, 2010
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