I just received a message
from Nithya. She never messaged me this deep into late night, something bad must have
happened.
She had to change her
proposal, because her title was changed at the very last minute. Most of her
initial proposal was rendered useless in the blink of an eye. All her hard work and
perseverance (she stayed up directly for countless days to complete her
proposal) basically had gone down the drain. She had to alter most of the
contents…even her species was changed.
In short, she needs to do everything
again from scratch. To describe her situation as unlucky is truly an
understatement. This is an outright disaster.
I must admit that I’m a bit
worried for her…she doesn't seem strong enough to hold off this impending test.
She once confessed to me that she gave up easily when the going gets tough. She’s
a nice young woman…with a bit of a character. She asked me to teach her and her
boyfriend squash, to which I readily accepted.
I would never forget her
sincere concern when I was about to crack under the same pressure a couple of weeks
back. She was the one who consoled me in my time of hardship here. I know she won’t
be reading this, as she doesn't even aware of the existence of this clandestine
blog, but I do hope that she'd be able to brave this trials and tribulations
successfully.
I discovered this evening
that my title was also not in accordance with the one submitted to our course coordinator.
Tough days are coming, for sure. And many students from the retiring Dr Petrus’
charge were asked to pick new title as per the instruction from their new
supervisor. More tough days are coming, I guess.
I better sleep now. Things have
gone haywire lately…hope I could keep my sanity.
