Cry, the Beloved Seven Months
It all started so nicely—a birthday and the thrill of being freshly out of college forever. I was blissfully oblivious to what the near future had in store for me. Like any dramatic story worth telling, mine kicked off with a massive breakdown. Oh, and when I say "massive," I mean sitting-on-the-floor-questioning-everything-about-life massive. It almost led to drastic career changes, only for me to come full circle and attempt the UGC NET exam in June. And because life has a sense of humour, that exam paper leaked. So, there I was, retaking it in August. Spoiler alert: failed both attempts. But let me not throw June entirely under the bus. It wasn’t all bad. That month brought some truly wonderful people into my life. The kind you meet and just know you’ll love and cherish for years to come. So, yeah, June gets a pass. And then came the PhD hunt—a journey straight out of a chaotic coming-of-age movie. If you’ve known me for even five minutes, you know I can’t decide what I ...
