Seldom I feel in Dehradun to leave this P.G.D.M. and return to home. Sometimes I feel so bogged down that I regret my decision of choosing Doon for MBA. Nobody told and family members almost protested my decision of coming here. It’s faraway and therefore I can’t come home often, even if it’s a week off then too I have to stay here only.
Dehradun is a beautiful place but when u get sick or depressed the distance of more than 1000 kilometers really matters. It’s a relief for me that most of my classmates are also faraway from their homes, but if I have to start all over again then I’d never choose Doon.
The people I meet are very different in their language, accent, believe and values. Sometimes I don’t understand a single word they speak. Here I discovered that I have also got a special accent that makes me distinctive. India is very big and diversified country I realized it now. Before coming to Doon I never came in contact with “pahadi” people and atmosphere. I guess mountains are wonderful place to visit but not to live.
One thing that satisfies me here is its closeness with Gangaa maiya, because Haridwar and Rishikesh are near and every weekend I can see Gangaa Maa. When I see Gangaa I feel at peace and exulted. Gangaa is amazing.
Second sem is almost over and my countdown has begun for returning home for tow whole months as I have to complete my summer training and hometown is the best place for it. I wish that only 3rd sem more I’ve to stay here and before the 4th sem I’ll be placed somewhere and get my NOC in 4th sem. Now I come back to today again exams are near and I need to study now….:))
