SOP on Coffee Table

Yesterday, I could really understand how the ambience influences any piece of literature. Although my written works have been miles off from the literary fireworks but still i could see the difference in the way i think and write about something when there is right kind of atmosphere.
For the whole of last week, I had been planning to put together a decent statement of purpose. On Monday, while i was at home i tried delving into the subject and finding out why i wanted to go to a grad school. But the flow wasn't there in any of the write-ups that i wrote. Thats because early in the morning i simply wasn't in the mood to let loose my creative self. Tuesday was a similar story. The entire morning I dabbled with the write-up / SOP. But the only thing concrete that came out of it was a bucket full of paper trash. On Tuesday, it was the chaos at my work place that kept disturbing me. Also my apartment security knocked at least 5 times on the door for various reasons.
I had given myself time till Friday to put down at least answers to questions like a) Why i needed an MBA b) Short term / long term goals c) Any specialization that i particularly wanted to enroll into.
So as the deadline approached, On Wednesday I tried to shift into a subtler environment that could inspire the writer in me. The lounge music which i had put on to ensure that i write something, was soothing enough to inspire me to go n sleep...(see I am such a lazy bum.)
Then came Thursday, that’s yesterday something amazing happened. First in the morning got the news that a couple of my batch management trainees have left for greener pastures. It was nice to see them try n make the most of the Indian Job Scene. When i met them at office in the morning lots of old dorm talks / gossips emerged. Everyone was a bit nostalgic and everyone had a good thing or two to share about our first year in ABB.
I returned to work feeling a little sad that some of my closest pals had left. Soon I will also leave but exactly when that I don’t know. The morning get-together led me to think that how we worked closely on different projects together. Unknowingly I wanted to pen down everything that came to mind. But due to my hectic work schedule for the day I couldn’t put anything on my blog, forget about writing it down in a diary.
The evening was amazing as I grooved to the latest hip-hop tunes. Mayur and Heer as usual gave the best moves, which we tried to follow. But time and again, the mistakes seemed inevitable. Finally One routine of 4 bars was performed … and only three repetitions (wow …that’s the best I have ever done in the past six months with spin’s instructors).
Although my performance was marred by some errors, but it was all-fine as I could complete the routine with finesse. I left the premises of class with an urge to pen down something about the day. I went straight to Barista, ordered my favourite bru afagarto (…incidently this drink has lots of sweet memories attached to it so generally I have to order this @ barista) and with this started writing out on the note pad, which I had in my bag. After the first draft, the words started flowing smoothly. Revisions / Redrafts happened on its own. After 5 revisions I atleast had a motive as to why I wanted to attend a Grad School. An hour and a cappuccino later I was absolutely ready with several drafts of my SOP. Then I realized that barista was bustling with crowd by 9.30 pm. Families were enjoying the outing, couples were spending quality time in cozy corners and groups of youngsters were bantering over a cup of coffee. In the midst of this seemingly chaotic scene, I was so preoccupied with my coffee and the task on hand that I didn’t realize that how time flew by. It was almost 12 am when the guy behind the counter interrupted the linkin park song and announced that it was time for last order of the day. A moment later with my espresso on one side of the table, I started giving finishing touches to my statement of purpose.
Writing this 600-word document has been nothing less than writing an epic for me. I will put down in detail how one should go about it once I get any worthwhile admits. But admits or rejects, I have decided to pen down these moments (struggle while apping) of my life because this process of application simply makes u aware of who u really are and what purpose u plan to serve in this short productive life span. The process really (and I mean it) lets u know what your goals are and how you are going to go about it.
Lets see where I end up. Maybe 20 years down the line I can reflect back on this blog entry of mine and update it. With title……… “20 years hence”…