I haven’t written in a really long time and to be honest that sucks. But I’ve wanted to write for so long but I never quite figured out what to write on. But when a friend (Hi Sammy!) sent a nostalgia filled text on a group chat I kinda knew.
Here’s to PR. My family in a new city.
When I walked into college I was so hesitant about what it would hold for me, where I would find myself, what I would be doing with my life. I was never one who did just one thing, I am kind of like a headless monkey sometimes.
A few weeks into college, I was told that Student Council interviews were going to take place. I remember talking to some seniors about which committee I should apply to, which committee I would belong to. In my heart I knew where I wanted to be, but I had to wait for the interview. I can’t even begin to tell you how scared I was. I knew I had to maintain my composure but then again I was really nervous because the head of PR (Adi <3) didn’t exactly know me for the best reasons. I still remember poking people around asking them stupid questions before I walked in. To be honest, the interview was nothing like I had thought it would be. I was out in precisely 3 minutes.
Fast forward to the days leading up to my birthday. Results were coming out on my birthday eve and investiture would be on my birthday. The last couple of days had been spent with some seniors telling me how there must have been people better than me who applied to P.R. Media and Website Committee and how I shouldn’t keep my hopes high. (Thanks Sanjit, Sonakshi, Rahil and Navid.) To say that it was traumatising doesn’t even cover it and to add to it my impending birthday. I remember walking into my room to my roommate who just got to know that she had made it when I got text from an unknown number asking if it was my number. I was literally jumping on my roomie’s bed, trying to true caller the number whilst waiting for a reply back. It was the longest 2 minutes of my life. But hey, I got the best birthday gift!
“Congratulations, Arushi! You have been selected for the P.R. Media and Website Committee 2015-16! We are looking forward to having you as a part of this amazing committee that we have grown to love as family.”
Coming back to the present, PR has been that place where my committee head (Adi, you know what I’m talking about don’t you :P) teased me at my first meeting, where people I barely knew celebrated my birthday like we’d known each other forever, where people always had my back and always pushed me beyond the limits I thought I had, where I was always told that my grades mattered more than anything, where I felt like I belonged, where I could be my crazy stupid self but most of all where my committee members have always truly been a call or a text away; the place I found home.
When Symbhav came along, this spectacular family only increased in size. Here’s to that huge WhatsApp group where no conversation is off-limits. From cute boys and girls to the cricket matches, to random rants and crazy amounts of teasing, we’ve spoken about everything under the sun. Here’s to the people I’ve spent entire 24 hours of a day with, doing things I never imagined doing in law school. Here’s to people who force-fed me, made me send them photos of my food and even spoke to my mum about my eating habits (Nanda, you know I’m talking you) Here’s to creeping people out, to being a stalker-like photographer, to translating Hindi (Hahaha Gazzy never going to forget trying to explain Wakhra Swag to you), to 12am Dominoes and Food Truck, to jumping around campus, having too many foot injuries that banned me from moving around, to faculty thinking Nimesh and I were capable of ragging seniors (Have you looked at our faces? *makes a puppy dog face*), to shooting at 2 in the morning, to Sammy’s all day kisses, to selfies at 6 am and saying good morning to the guards when we left at 8am, to spending all day in college in pyjamas, to that feeling of accomplishment when teaching Rhea and Shivani design, to Devina sleeping like she’s possessed, to Gerogie’s insomnia, to Aashna’s uncanny habit of losing things and her addiction to coke, to the Design Team (Ashar, Prevs, Sasi you guys are the best) losing our minds with sponsors, to annoying Chadha with my dancing, to jumping around Nitesh Hub with Hriday and Govind, to almost losing equipment with Sayan in SVC, to tripping over the randomest things at 3am, to Sonu and Rahil for finding stupid things to tease me about at every moment of the day and so so much more. This post will become way too long if I pen down every single memory I have with this committee.
Thank you guys for the best first year I could have asked for. Lots and lots of love.
P.S.- I sincerely apologise if I’ve missed out anybody or anything. This is an extremely impulsive rant. You know I love you guys.