MY MASTER'S DEGREE EXPERIENCE

 

I was expected to study English language since school days. Although I always felt disturbed to attend regular schooling. Bunking school was my pleasure to continue with creativity and meditation at my small home.

I was in a Missionary Bengali Medium school where English was taught very secretly. It was the era of class five A,B,C,D TRAINING.Culturing with extra curricular activities like Sports,Go as you Like yoga Dance, Music, Recitation, Singing, acting, drawing and crafting always pampered me. Studying Sanskrit language was all the best for me. I scored 94-98 out of 100 in Sanskrit regularly.

Studying GEETA ,our scripture was a must in our school. But I cried loudly everyday to study old knowledge and culture at home and to avoid tremendous pressure of Mathematics thrust from my school Sri Ramakrishna Sarada Mission.

But It's my bad luck that in Madhyamik and Uccha Madhyamik I couldn't get Sanskrit language study as an additional subject because of lack of fellow students.

Instead of, I studied home science at 10 th, Nutrition and Psychology at 12th standard in Bethune Collegiate school.

When I entered Vidyasagar College I was too happy and free by getting my favourite literature as Honours.  It was like jumping into the Sea of English channel water and learning deep swimming....more and more.

I felt soulful and focused which I lacked in school days with so many subjects.

These days were charming unlike anything other.

After B.A I left regular course and entered IGNOU to do Masters of English language and literature. Only two days in a week....hurrrrray.... I was free for other five days to play with camera and practicing TV screen photography and writing assignment sitting on the rooftop in chilling winter with strong Sunny days.

I stopped to visit any professor to study. I prepared myself for Exam all alone. It was like a pleasure dome surrounded by literary flavour. Learning so many words and coining new. 

I Got 53% and finally completed my MA.

After that I stopped achieving degree and real study of life standing on the shore of lesson....one after one.... Started.

Wave after wave.... still now coming towards me. I shifted from school to school five times to avoid the boredom. Finally IGNOU released my tension of bookish Exam.

A happy journey with eternal Entertainment and Experience.

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