Some Consolation...

It was a sad time for me to leave Fergusson College to go and join Modern College. The following example should be enough to see why –

“What are you doing?” (With reference to studies, obviously)
“FYBA, at Fergusson College”
“Ah! Fergusson…” comes the response with a dreamy look in the eye.

“What are you doing?”
“SYBA. Psychology major, at Modern College.”
“Oh… Modern College?” The look is best not described.

So, as a form of consolation, all my friends said, “It doesn’t matter…You will keep meeting us regularly… It is education that is more important. As it is, what’s so great about Fergie anyway? You’re going to study on your own in any case. Who asks about the college? It’s the University of Pune certificate that really matters. Do your best these two years… they are the foundation for your future life…” And so forth.

I found that the Psychology teacher in the new college was (is) far better than the teachers at FC (put together). When my friends came to know about this they said, “See… we told you you’ll do well…Good for you… It’s finally the quality of education and teaching that counts. Look at us – all we do is come here and crib about the teachers. You get the best among two lives… FC crowd and quality teaching…Lucky man!” I felt great and went about my routine with gusto.

Now, FC has opened up 20 more seats for Psychology major. I am in two minds whether to come back to FC. Naturally, I ask my friends for their inputs. Here’s what I got –

“Come back you twit!”…

“Look at the Fergie name man! How can you think of spurning such a chance?”…

“You seriously need a life man… there’s no life in Modern. These are our ‘carefree’ years. We need to enjoy. These days are going to be most memorable. You’ve gotta spend them in Fergie man.” …

“There’s only one pro for Modern – the teacher - but does a student like you really need a great teacher? Anyway you are going to study on your own. Mediocre teaching is hardly going to matter, right?”

What's an adolescent to do?