Adverse effects of exams: a Masters student’s woes

It’s the end of semester, exams are done and dusted. We’ve all consumed the mandatory, well deserved post-exam alcohol. Strangely enough, it seems weird not going to the Information Commons (IC), a place that has served purposes of socialising, sleeping, eating and occasionally studying during exam time. Anyone who has studied constantly in the IC can identify with this feeling, the adrenaline rush you get when you spot an empty space from a distance, racing towards it with the unprecedented grace of an Olympic runner; the extreme joy if you get the space or the crushing sadness when someone else manages to snag the space before you get there. Then you just end up feeling sorry for yourself, and after giving few dirty looks to the space-snagger (who couldn’t care less) you resume the hunt. Continue reading

New friends, fresh perspective

I like fiction more than facts, fantasy more than reality and I believe that a bit of mystery adds spice to an otherwise ordinary life. Since I’ve come to Sheffield, I have had the opportunity to meet people from various cultural and ethnic backgrounds, which is largely due to the fact that I am doing my Masters in Public Health, which is a popular course among international students. I have met people from the remotest parts of the world as well as those from the popular cities and countries. Continue reading

‘Tis the season to be jolly: My first Christmas in UK

I had never experienced the allure of Christmas, up until I came to the UK. Hailing from a country which has vast cultural diversity and an average rate of one or two festivals per month, Indians are always in the mood for celebration. Like other festivals, even Christmas is celebrated in India, but for us Christmas was mainly clubbed with winter break and any kind of school holidays are reason enough to celebrate. Continue reading

First Impressions of Sheffield

I arrived in Sheffield almost two months ago. Yet it just feels so new. This picture perfect town with its picture perfect people. I came to Sheffield from India with two of my friends feeling cocky and confident that I would easily find accommodation without any delay. Little did I know that the following two weeks would be an endless struggle with hunting for houses, getting lost around Sheffield and lugging heavy suitcases from one guesthouse to another. This being our first time in the UK, we were pretty clueless regarding transport options and ended up spending too much on travel in our initial days. Coupled with falling sick due to climate change, I wouldn’t have said that it was one of the best times of my life – at least, not until now, when I reflect upon it.  Continue reading