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A flashback to some of the key highlights of the first six months in Goa!!!!😊😊



It has been six months passed ever since I had finished my Grade 12 board exams. I can imagine how the time has flown so fast….almost half a year is over. It is hard to imagine that about five months down the line on this date, I had already landed in Goa and I was relaxing and chilling out on that particular day. Over the past five months from the date I landed in Goa along with my family members, a lot has happened and that too at a very rapid pace. In fact a very surprising thing to note….the first semester of my college has just got over and now I’ve begun with my second semester. Imagine one term itself is already over. I can imagine that by the time I very well know for myself, I will have finished the course that I have taken that is BBA in Travel and Tourism by then seeing the pace at which things are going.


Nevertheless there are certain things that I would like to make a mention of that I would consider as some of my best highlights of this year so far in college. First and foremost, the day when our department decided to be the first ones to adopt the uniform in the whole college. It was a decision taken by all of us ‘first years’ with the support and guidance of one of our main professors who helped plan the design for our uniform to make it look professional. That was literally one of the best days as all of us students felt so happy wearing the uniform which consists of a long sleeved light blue shirt, a dark blue tie/scarf (for girls), a black pant along with a coat (which is normally worn only for business events but since it was a special day, we wore it), making an ideal suit which we had worn on that particular day. The second and one of my best highlights in college was when some of us from our class (including me) had gone for the “Follow Me Camp” held at the Baga Retreat House in Baga. The experience over there was indeed a memorable one- something that cannot be forgotten especially the ‘cultural program’-one of the best highlights of the camp. Last but not the least, the “Xplorateur 2018” event that was organized by our department wherein four colleges from Goa took part in it was one of my best highlights this year in college. It was the first time that I had compered for this event….literally a stepping stone to success as a public speaker. I never in my life had the opportunity to address the crowd the way I did so for this event.


So these are some of the good times I’ve had in college so far especially considering the fact that it is my first year in college. Right now, I’m actually counting the days as very soon- just next month, I and my family will be taking a short break to the U.A.E. So I’m anxiously waiting for that date to come when we’ll be leaving for Dubai will all our suitcases in the van off to the airport, to the check-in counter and finally to the departure gate!!!!So I'm really excited for the upcoming holiday!!!


PS: Below in the clockwise direction, the first photo is the photo of our class clicked on the first day we wore the uniform, the second photo is the photo clicked at the "Follow Me Camp" held at Baga Retreat Centre and the last photo is the photo clicked of me compering for the "Xplorateur 2018" event held in our college.



















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