The first three months of the first semester are often called the ‘Golden Period’ of one’s college life

The school which I hail from is more than 180 years old. Located in the heart of Calcutta, La Martiniere for Boys shaped me into a shapeless mould. That is to say that it gave me the power and the audacity to be whatever I want. With a strong inclination towards the creative arts and marketing, choosing SCMC seemed like a natural decision for me.

That is not to say that the decision was easy. When I learnt that the course was not even 10 years old when I was seeking admission, several images clouded my head. I was wary that the institution would be a victim of the seeming lack of heritage. ‘The novelty and gloss would supersede the values and traditions’ I thought. ‘This college is more L.A than Amsterdam’, I thought.

How wrong I was.

Yes, the Viman Nagar campus didn’t bear pillars of the Victorian Era. Yes, our classrooms weren’t party to the glazed Calcutta winter sun. True, the college canteen didn’t serve the noodles which we used to gorge on. But the Centre had a culture of its own which was hard to replicate.

The first three months of the first semester are often called the ‘Golden Period’ of one’s college life, because it is when the naive school graduates slowly reveal the butterfly within, without getting rid of the innocence of the caterpillar. The first three months felt like a breeze, and then the perfect icing to the first semester were round the corner – examinations.

Ask any school student, and he/she will reply that there is an automatic mode of ‘Take-it-Easy’ which creeps in once you have completed your board exams. I was expecting the same here, and expected the typical last minute attitude which was always helped us sail through.

But the structuring of the modules is such that it requires constant assessment and consistent effort. Each and every test, review paper, project, or assignment which you would undertake would affect your final grade. The topics in the first semester were well spread, and in particular, I really enjoyed the module on Better Language Skills.

“I would like to thank my mother and my school, I dedicate this book to them. You see, whenever we used to have our prize distribution in school, a dejected I would go back home and promise my mother that I would someday ‘get back a book’. Now I’m here, more than a thousand kilometres away, receiving this great honour. Thank you.”

What I had received was the single most rewarding item of my journey in Symbiosis Centre for Media & Communication. Receiving a prize, an autobiography of  Trevor Noah from our revered director Professor Anupam Siddhartha on the occasion of topping Better Language Skills was something which I had only bleakly imagined. But it happened, and my thirst for tradition, satisfied.

That’s the thing about my college. Give it time, respect and love and it’s the gift that keeps on giving.                   

Article By-Shreevar Chhotaria (Batch of 2019)

Photograph By-Shreevar Chhotaria (Batch of 2019)