Life Full Of Events 

The past three months have been a whirlwind of moments—each event adding its own significance and shaping my journey in unexpected ways. Some days felt like a triumph, others like a challenge, but every single one left me with something to hold onto.

It all started with #Karo, the flagship event of our college. This wasn’t just another event—it was the first of its kind, completely thought out and executed by us from scratch. We wanted to set a new benchmark for creativity and collaboration. Initially, everything seemed to be on track. We finalized Kopa Mall as the venue, and things looked promising. But as the event date drew closer, they backed out, leaving us in a lurch. The setback felt like a punch to the gut. With time running out, we pivoted to Pavilion Mall, only to face another last-minute cancellation.

At that moment, frustration took over. We were stuck, questioning whether we could pull this off. Then, almost serendipitously, an idea struck—what if we took the event beyond the confines of a single venue? We reimagined #Karo as a city-wide creative treasure hunt. It was bold, ambitious, and risky, especially with just three days to go. Sales targets still loomed large over us, and we were far from meeting them. Yet, somehow, everything came together in the end. That final day brought a mix of emotions—pride, joy, exhaustion, and relief. Looking around at what we had achieved despite the odds was nothing short of magical.

Not long after, life handed me a moment I’ll never forget. It was a regular evening, and I was casually chatting with my mom about how I wanted to work at the stadium. I told her my exams might clash with the opportunity, but even as I said it, I couldn’t shake the thought of how much I wanted to be part of it. Right then, as if on cue, my phone rang. It was my boss asking if I was available for an upcoming match. I was taken aback for a second but also incredibly excited—it felt unreal, like the timing couldn’t have been better.

But the stadium work wasn’t without its challenges. The first day of the match was chaotic. A miscalculation in water supply created a major shortfall, and the ripple effect was immediate—discontented staff, mounting pressure, and an overwhelming sense of frustration. I remember feeling incredibly low, doubting if we could even salvage the situation. But teamwork has a way of turning things around. Over the next 36 hours, we worked relentlessly, tackling one issue at a time until we finally resolved the crisis. That feeling of overcoming such a massive challenge, of knowing our collective effort made it possible, was deeply rewarding.

The highlight came at the end of it all. With the match over and no more deadlines hanging over our heads, we relaxed at the post-match celebration. It was a moment of relief and joy, a chance to unwind. Then, out of nowhere, my name was announced as the youngest member of the team. The recognition took me completely by surprise. For someone who often wonders if their efforts go unnoticed, that moment of acknowledgment was an incredible high, one I’ll always treasure.

Reflecting on these months, I realize that life truly is a collection of events. Each one, whether it challenges or rewards you, plays a part in shaping who you are. From the chaos of #Karo to the intensity of stadium work, every experience has been a chance to learn and grow. Life doesn’t need to follow a perfect plan—it just needs the courage to embrace whatever comes your way.

As I move forward, I’m ready for the next chapter, knowing that it’s the events, big and small, that make life so fulfilling.

– Aabid