After finishing my Fashion Design course, I was sure I wanted to learn further and not stop at being a designer. I wanted more from life and I still want it. I mean there’s nothing wrong in being ambitious and dream. Getting into London College of Fashion was something I dreamt of when I started with my designing course. After my course I worked with a company for a while. I was quite clear to my senior that I wanted to do my Masters and won’t work for long. He was fine with it and to my surprise helped me through out the process. It all started with filling up my application, but the most important decision was which course should I pick? After lot of brainstorming I pinned down to Fashion Design Management. During my working period I realised that just learning designing wasn’t enough, it’s important to learn how to manage it and understand the business point of view.
Though I was clear with what I want, I still had the biggest challenge “The Interview”. The fear was not about failing, it was if I failed I didn’t have any backup. I had not gone through any other colleges other than LCF. Fortunately, things went well and I got my offer letter. Everything rest started to fall in place. I decided my dates, started planning for my visa and other stuff. I knew I’m leaving my friends and family and I’m going to miss them a lot, but you got to loose something to gain other. I spent all my time with my family. This was the longest in 4 years and I knew somewhere it was the last. There were days where I did nothing but only be with them. Last few days were absolute chaos, I had to sort out payments, accommodation, pack and also learn how to cook.
Days flew by and “The Day” was finally here. It was the hardest Good bye. But I still wonder why there wasn’t a single tear? I was upset and I knew I’m not going to see them for a very long time. I was flooded with emotions. I knew things are going to change. I’ll have a complete new life and most importantly I had to do it all alone. But maybe I was prepared to be strong. This is my 9th day in London and it still feels like yesterday when my parents and friends came to drop me at the airport. I felt like never leaving. I wish I could stay longer, hug longer, spend more time together. But time does not stop for anybody and I had to embark on this journey alone. For all those good memories and to make new ones.