You are having a dream, you are captured, tortured and all the most gruesome and horrifying things in the world. You dream, that your life is not your own, the every breath you are taking in is because somebody is telling you to take it. And when you stop taking it, its because that somebody has told you to stop.
And then i opened my eyes. But the difference is, i was not dreaming.
Welcome , to my world of A J Kidwai Mass Communication Research Center (MCRC) of Jamia Millia University, where i have taken up Convergent Journalism for the next of the two years of my life, which is pretty much in chance of becoming, the superlative degree of hectic.
At the begining it seemed, that i might have a pretty much rocking campus life for next couple of years. And then died when this all began, my horrifying college.
Its only just a week and one day, today since i have joined MCRC. The week was exticing and quite energy sapping as well, classes from 9:30 in the morning to 5:30 in the evening are great pain in the place, which i dont want to name. With a mixture of interesting and boring sessions over this period, the only saving grace was the company of my the classmates. The week that was, could have been a lot unintersting without them.
Well, its just a start, and with no great hopes of any improvement, i still join my hands and pray to GOD, Please donot let this happen with my enemies also.
I wished to continue, but i feel a bit sleepy. So i will just end this horror story here only. But in the end i would like to add.
Now...
JAMIA IS LIFE, AND MY LIFE IS JAMIA.....
Fx ROCKS...
And then i opened my eyes. But the difference is, i was not dreaming.
Welcome , to my world of A J Kidwai Mass Communication Research Center (MCRC) of Jamia Millia University, where i have taken up Convergent Journalism for the next of the two years of my life, which is pretty much in chance of becoming, the superlative degree of hectic.
At the begining it seemed, that i might have a pretty much rocking campus life for next couple of years. And then died when this all began, my horrifying college.
Its only just a week and one day, today since i have joined MCRC. The week was exticing and quite energy sapping as well, classes from 9:30 in the morning to 5:30 in the evening are great pain in the place, which i dont want to name. With a mixture of interesting and boring sessions over this period, the only saving grace was the company of my the classmates. The week that was, could have been a lot unintersting without them.
Well, its just a start, and with no great hopes of any improvement, i still join my hands and pray to GOD, Please donot let this happen with my enemies also.
I wished to continue, but i feel a bit sleepy. So i will just end this horror story here only. But in the end i would like to add.
Now...
JAMIA IS LIFE, AND MY LIFE IS JAMIA.....
Fx ROCKS...
