The day started with voting for the municipal corporation election. Then I had lunch, which was kurkuri bhindi (airfried, honestly it does not taste like the normal), veg pulav that was for tiffin, then matar kachori, tilacha ladu, and then a normal meal. Mumma packed matar kachoris and a very tasty veg pulav for the journey. I got some snacks, but because my bag was full, I left the rest at home. Then I booked an Uber, waved goodbye to Mumma, as Durva and Pappa came till my friend Anjali’s home in Kalamboli, waved them goodbye at the express highway, and finally my journey started. We caught up on pending life updates, and the traffic was almost nonexistent, because it was a voting holiday for all. The moment we entered the BKC, it felt like a new world altogether. We craned our necks to see the tall glass buildings. And just like that, we reached the Bandra Terminus. Carried our luggage and clicked some pictures and videos. I spotted an AMUL outlet, and as we were way before the time...
Team Orange! Experiential Learning was completely different from what I had anticipated about it. I thought it would be an intellectual grill, but it turned out to be ‘life lessons’ wrapped in games, that seemed like sports day on the surface, but that was just the tip of the iceberg. After playing all the activities, while going back home, I realised it was so much more than just physical activities. Everything makes sense in hindsight, and so does ‘Experiential Learning’. We all gathered on the college campus and had the morning tea (or morning desserts). Then we were given balloons to blow up and save them from being burst by other team members. The teams were formed by the organizing committee, so it was ensured that no good friends were in the same team. Thus, I got to talk and play with people I have had the fewest conversations with in college so far. Lesson 1: to deal with people you don’t know and play with them as a team! Initially were asked to sit with our teams in the...