Iska.

I remember wanting, no, dreaming to be that ate all the kids asked all sorts of questions to - where the end of the queue is, what to do next, where to go to do it, how to get there. All sorts of questions. I never wanted the perks. I didn't want the CRS priority, the slots in in-demand classes, or the choice in classes and schedule and profs. I just wanted to be that ate kids would be comfortable with because I was a student too. I just wanted to assist, to help, to be part of the first steps of someone's journey, the way some people were of mine. It was just the Iska in me wanting to help younger Iskolars.

That gut feeling that someone is an Isko, or not, I don't want to lose it. Just because I now find myself sandwiched in the train by people ranting about work and not in a speeding Ikot full of kids talking about exams and papers doesn't have to mean this special sense of mine should be dull. I shalll not lose it.