This article is inspired by a similar article written by Rohit Gupta, a senior at IDC.

Exterior of the IDC Building.

The IDC logo at the main entrance of the building.

The first time I came to IDC was for my interview was April 2018. I had found a friend of a friend, someone who was soon graduating from the college, and I asked him how his experience at IDC had been. He told me he had learnt a lot, but still sometimes felt like he didn’t know nearly enough. I was a bit puzzled by this. I had hoped that two years of design school ought to be enough to feel reasonably confident you knew something.

I started 2020 feeling like I was in a good place. I had spent a year and a half studying interaction design at IDC School of Design, and I had made a lot of friends and learned about 12 different answers to the question ‘What is design?’ (every professor had a different answer). Every now and then, someone would remark that it was the last time we were doing something—the last time we had a lecture in the Interaction Design studio, the last time we were giving an exam. The final semester had a lot of lasts, and I was starting to be painfully aware that my time at IDC was coming to an end.

I perhaps understand what this meant now that I have spent two years at IDC There is no end to things one can learn. There is no finish line you can reach and stop. IDC gave me the time, space and direction required to find and learn some things, but it should not be the end of this journey. I am still trying to find ways to do this.

A list of things I want to do:
  • Make a dent in my reading list
  • Do some painting and brush lettering
  • Learn to play a musical instrument
Some technical skills I want to pick up
  • Learn React
  • Make a simple CRUD app connected to a database
  • Host the app on a server

COVID-19 and making plans when nothing is certain anymore

I have barely left my house over the past four months, and it has started to almost feel status quo. One of the most distressing thing about the pandemic for me has been how the future just seems impossible to predict anymore. I have only been thinking of my life in terms of the next few days and every day feels the same: working interspersed by doomscrolling on the internet. My entire world is reduced to rectangular screens through which I do work, meet friends, and find amusement.

6 people sitting on a metallic tube. Behind them is a busy road and the David Sassoon Library building.