The Transition

This is the longest break I have taken from blogging so far. In the past three weeks, I have thought about blogging almost everyday, but didn't have the time, didn't have access to the internet and couldn't find the words, at times. The week between 20th January and 27th January could be described as one of the most crucial I have ever had. I divided my plans into three stages.

Stage 1: Graduation
I finally graduated! I had been waiting for "Graduation Day" for a while, had worked very hard to present my project well. All my effort, all my prayers, all my energy was being utilized. This was something I just had to do, something that I couldn't screw up. If this went wrong, then I wouldn't go to USA for my masters. This was something that was always on my mind.

My thesis was ready, and so was my presentation speech. The only thing that bothered me on the morning of the 22nd of January was the question-answer session that followed my speech.

As I walked onto the podium with a nervous smile, the curator had trouble pronouncing my name. With the cane in my hand and my speech in my head, I began. I was confident and sharp, I paused when necessary and took my time. The speech went well.

I was bombarded with three questions, two of them were expected. The third, I answered out of nowhere. My asnwer came out of the back of my head as a result of the extra research and long hours at the library. I even explained parts of that answer that weren't needed. "Relief" was the first word that came to my mind, "graduate" was the second.

The curator started calling out the results and my name was last. "Ashwin Jadhav, excellent!" said the curator, (A=Excellent, B=Good, C=Satisfactory) then he added "I congratulate you all on behalf of the university and the department upon completion of your undergraduate studies. I hereby pronounce you "graduates". "Phase One complete", I said to myself.

Stage 2: The journey and the beginning

Exactly 12 hours after my graduation, I was sitting at the St.Petersburg International Airport waiting to board my flight to Chicago via Munich. My friends were all with me till the very end. After paying for my excess baggage, I saw the very last exit stamp being put on my russian visa. The flight was delayed due to excessive ice on the wings and tail. But I had to wait in Munich for a couple of hours anyway.

Munich was great! I would place it's airport in the league with Heathrow and Charles De Gaule. Everyone spoke english, I suddenly missed russian.

I slept during the 10 hour flight to Chicago. The flight landed on time and I was excited to meet one of my closest friends. I hadn't seen him for almost 16 months. Since I had to catch the bus to my university from the airport itself, we didn't exit. We enjoyed a burger and a drink accompanied with a lot of catch-up talk. We were so engrossed that I even missed a bus, but that gave me an extra hour with him.

The three hour drive to Champaign was comfortable. I suddenly felt alone. I felt the need to be alert to this new beginning.

My apartment was just how I wanted it to be. The department was just two blocks away. Most of the people I knew were very friendly, very helpful and went an extra mile for me. The next two days were dedicated to registering for classes and making sure I became a certified student of the University of Illinois at Urbana Champaign. Stage two was completed.

Stage 3: The surprise

I was in Champaign, I had graduated, I had settled down. But the one person that deserved to know all of this was kept in the dark by me. Reason: To surprise her. She had planned a lot for me, looked at apartments for me, answered hundreds of questions for me, had been my closest friend for the previous six months. I didn't want her to run around anymore.

She was scheduled to return from Philadelphia four days after my arrival in Champaign. I met her online after she landed and told her to go to the Illini Union on campus if she wanted to receive a surprise left by me. Something told me that I had given away too much, but I had to see her on that day itself.

Late that evening, she entered the Union and walked along the it's longest corridor. As she drew closer, she realized that I was standing at the end. She hugged me and said, "I knew it, I so knew it". Well, she was surprised, she didn't care how or when I got there, just seeing me there made her happy. Later we dove into the details of how much had happened so fast and how I had planned it all.


One of the most important weeks of my life, probably. Everything went well, thankfully.

I'd like to thank the following people:
Rohit for his support and help all the way.
Pragni for her support, help and commitment all the way.
Pallavi, Omkar and Pinky for their company, help and for keeping the surprise a surprise.