Making of an MBA - Feeling a part of something

In this narration too, the protagonist is none other than my self who is sitting alone in the harvard stairways n smiling as always :)
Its something serious, when i try to pick the odd one out from here, its no one else rather me. Today we had a short informal kind of meet in a group of around 10 fachchas and a tucchaa (what they call freshers and seniors). We were sitting in a circle n things went off with each of our intro, me being the last. Actually it was just intro nothing more. To be clear there was no time for more actually. Things started of with Sumant, the senior; a 2002 passout from IITK, MS arizona univ,US n now PGP-2. Did summers with some europoint in Singapore. Then i guy Sadnam, IITD 2006 passout did a briefing about himself. Till now it was okie with me. Then there was a realization that a pool of talents were around me. Sharan who worked with Fidelity, she had read everything i knew n she mentioned half a dozen authors who i have never heard n i was thinking i was a good reader!!! She had done lots to make herself proud. There were guys who had been to US from IITB just to experience adventure sports; a guy from IIIT Hyderabad who had been to Manchester to watch MANU playing. But they all had excelled in studies too. There was a Tamil poet who translated gems to English. N with them i was sitting with no achievements, a mediocre degree from a normal college in Kerala. 22months of work ex in Siemens. Only thing to mention was some reading which was nothing compared to these guys n i wasted all time watching Chelsea losing through out the season.
But after all this is my life; i am here just because i am as good as them. I am on a mission, to prove i am not just here. Let time be ready for my arrival.