An old man sat across me, roofed in a mantle of chunky fiber on a frigid overcast Sunday morning in the monsoon of 1999. I was on my way to attend my customary accountancy tutorials awaiting the train on a bench in a relatively lonely railway station. Sure enough, only the final year commerce lectures are scheduled on Sunday mornings while everyone’s snoring taut on their medicated beds.
Can’t wait to explain my hatred towards the subject, then, for the pain I had to go through learning it. Didn’t score great guns, in fact merely got through Financial Accounts, but the knowledge of it all in brief is what helped me score over Finance as a subject married to Marketing in my profession. I aspire to be somewhere higher in the banking sector someday. And then look back at what I studied in school and college and gauge whether it was worth the ordeal. Ordeal was it…!!
Shouldn’t subjects like accountancy begin in school instead of learning the boring history for last 5 years of high school? Application of which comes handy only in reality shows like ‘who wants to be a millionaire’. I know of a few friends who are still wondering how to fill pay-in-slip or attend to banking formalities. Was it my commerce bachelors that helped me or should I credit the set of banking clients that I’ve worked with and handled being in advertising?
Did history help the life of the old man who sat across to me on the bench? I’m sure he would have studied that. Did he ever go to school? Did circumstances bring him to the position where he was? What was his education that met his practice?
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