Day Three: Be bold.
Focus Word - Bold
Song Prompt - Bold as Love by: Jimi Hendrix
Anger, he smiles,
towering in shiny metallic purple armour
Queen Jealousy, envy waits behind him
Her fiery green gown sneers at the grassy ground
Blue are the life-giving waters taken for granted,
They quietly understand
Once happy turquoise armies lay opposite ready,
But wonder why the fight is on
But they're all bold as love, yeah, they're all bold as love
Yeah, they're all bold as love
Just ask the axis
My red is so confident that he flashes trophies of war,
and ribbons of euphoria
Orange is young, full of daring,
But very unsteady for the first go round
My yellow in this case is not so mellow
In fact I'm trying to say it's frightened like me
And all these emotions of mine keep holding me from, eh,
Giving my life to a rainbow like you
But, I'm eh, yeah, I'm bold as love
Yeah, yeah
Well I'm bold, bold as love (hear me talking, girl)
I'm bold as love
Just ask the axis (he knows everything)
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah!
Focus Word - Bold
Song Prompt - Bold as Love by: Jimi Hendrix
Anger, he smiles,
towering in shiny metallic purple armour
Queen Jealousy, envy waits behind him
Her fiery green gown sneers at the grassy ground
Blue are the life-giving waters taken for granted,
They quietly understand
Once happy turquoise armies lay opposite ready,
But wonder why the fight is on
But they're all bold as love, yeah, they're all bold as love
Yeah, they're all bold as love
Just ask the axis
My red is so confident that he flashes trophies of war,
and ribbons of euphoria
Orange is young, full of daring,
But very unsteady for the first go round
My yellow in this case is not so mellow
In fact I'm trying to say it's frightened like me
And all these emotions of mine keep holding me from, eh,
Giving my life to a rainbow like you
But, I'm eh, yeah, I'm bold as love
Yeah, yeah
Well I'm bold, bold as love (hear me talking, girl)
I'm bold as love
Just ask the axis (he knows everything)
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah!
I
remember that day as yesterday. It was a usual day at the college. Usual toiling classes and those unfathomable
case studies. I was sitting there trying to solve the assignment provided to
us. I do not remember the reason, but there was strange restlessness min me. It
was like the whole air was shouting with the some unsaid expectation. I had a
premonition that something was going to happen. I knew it and I was nervous.
We
used to have a placement in charge. She was an amazing persona, dripping
confidence in every action and word. We lesser immortals need time to process
the information and take time to choose but Mrs. Harrison was like a force of
wind. She listened, decided and we people used to fly like autumn leaves in the
wind. That day, she swished in the room with some papers in her hand. “I have good
news for you marketing students. As you all know, we have signed and MoU with
the University of
Paris recently. You know
what this means? This means”, she spoke excitedly,” that you have an
opportunity to go to Student Exchange Program with this prestigious university.
But due to the constraints, there will be only one person selected for the
exchange.” Murmurs ran through the whole classroom.
“But,
but we do not have much time for decision. You have to give me your names till
tomorrow. This will be a big opportunity for you student as it will give you a
good exposure.”
I
sat quietly throughout the announcement. It did not concern me. This was meant
for the students who can easily adjust to the people. I have never spoken an
extra word in my life. Sometimes I did not understand why I selected Marketing
as a field. But I had always hoped MBA will transform me like a fairy
Godmother. I might be the topper but I always blended in background. Suddenly
Mrs. Harrison said, “I will see your application Trisha? You are one of our
gems and it will be our pleasure to help you out.” I could just nod yes to that
“whirlpool” and I was blown away with it.
And
that was how I applied. It would be wrong to deny that I was not nervous or
excited. My heart was soaring like the wind. I knew there was going to be the
competition in the interview to be conducted but I was fairly confident of my
success. And that happened too-I was successful and selected for the student
exchange program. I was thrumming with hopes.
This
student exchange program was supposed to be my first flight to the world of my
dreams.
When
I informed Apu and my mom, nobody could believe that I wanted to or I would be
able to survive the Paris .
My shyness, my introvert nature, my dismal French- none of the attributes
recommended for the student exchange program. But my love for life had made me
bold. The chance to visit Paris , enjoy
unhindered three months in the renowned University of Paris
and above all, lure to explore the freedom and my courage-overrode every
inhibition of mine.
I
arrived in Paris
with stars in my eyes. I had no intention of being the most popular student in
the campus. I just wanted to ferret out the self-sufficient Trisha- the Trisha
whose life had been upturned by the death of her father when she was twelve. I
came to the student exchange program to capture the city of Paris in my memory; instead I have discovered
a whole new world of emotions and sensations in its embrace.
Here,
I found that I could easily overcome my shyness and speak to new people. In the
city of Paris ,
I understood the importance of fashion. Here I glimpsed the colours swirling
around me. I had always known that there was a girl chained in my heart who was
everything – bold, outrageous, loving, and daring – but she was always bounded
by the chains of my shyness and inhibition. Paris helped me release that rainbow of
emotions of imprisoned girl. This student exchange program did not change me
but it made me more outgoing version of myself. Paris helped me defeat the enemy of
self-consciousness and made me a real Manager.
My
thoughts of Paris
cannot be complete without the mention of Ishaan who was there with me at every
step. Today, I am again here in an unknown country, with unknown people to find
that Trisha again – but this time, I will never lose her anytime, for anyone, I
promised myself.
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