Meaning.

This might be a little overdue, but the value of it remains, nonetheless.

UCTI OPEN WAS AWESOMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Ok, so we lost the finals. And for once, in a very long time, i didn't show in the Top 10 Best Speakers. Who gives a fuck?

I certainly didn't.

For once, it wasn't about the trophies. It may have started out that way, i'll admit; but in the end, none of that mattered. For once, it wasn't about the social side of things propping things. It was purely about the debate. The 60minutes. The 7 minutes of standing there and trying to make an impact. And the gloriously satisfying 30minute prep.

God, it was good.

I can't thank Fareez enough for taking me in and teaching me, inadvertently so, of the merits of true debating. Just debating.

The value of a good round, where the intellectual flow of ideas, of pushing the arguments to its satisfying logical conclusion, and the laughter of teammates, and friendly opponents.

It made me realise that i should be in it, for just the debating. And that the debating CAN make me happy. On its own, purest form. Especially so, in this final lap.

I'm starting to take off my rose-tinted, angst-filled glasses. And i'm redefining the meaning of this life i'm living.