The 500 Rupees Note That Changed My Life
Running to the auditorium after an entire day of classes, with a stream of pleas to the forces out there for this one last task (as per the rumours floating around) to go really, really well, I never would have imagined what a day it will turn out to be. While the previous 21 rounds were judged by our (then) hated seniors, this last one, involving just the top performing candidates, was to be judged by our faculty. We were going through last minute glances at the submitted PowerPoint Presentation, desperate attempts to appear as put-together as possible, and mental preparations for all possible questions that can be shot at us - the usual routine for every waking hour (which was essentially the entire day) for the past entire week.



