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Resilience favours the Student.

Finished your bachelors in Information and Technology and excited with the grades. Working in an IT organization you believe that you have a penchant for the Investment Banking sector. Intending to do your masters in IB. Just imagine if you are withheld from the same as some stringent law states that students are not allowed to take courses outside their fields. What impact will it have on your life? It would make you feel miserable and would thwart your progress. Should the opportunities of a student be confined to a limited domain?

It would stymie and individual’s mental and economic growth. The world would seem like a nutshell and the scope of improvement and development would be restrained. Business domains have a close crosslink with each other. They cannot exist in isolation. Exemplifying the fact, a company that provides a software product to a bank for all its operations, requires stalwarts from the finance sector to help out the techies understand the intricacies of the banking scenario. People from the respective domains keep switching over as per requirements and ambitions. Businesses would cease to exist without mutual support.

Moreover, it would lead to incompetence. The students opting to pursue higher studies would be aware of the fact that it’s only a bunch of them fighting for the place. It would lead to a nonchalant attitude and imbibe complacency within them. Achieving success without much turmoil would not have studded in their hearts the sense of maturity and dedication required at the highest level. It would be the industry and the economy that would be affected by this at large. It will directly or indirectly affect the fledgling youth.

Consequently, the monotonous work would affect life of an individual, organization and the nation on the whole. The law if enforced could be catastrophic to an extent that it would bring the nation on verge of bankruptcy. Such laws if enforced would be beneficial for nobody except the political dictators. Not only stagnating the moral and economic growth, but would impediment competency and make life non-challenging and mundane. We should be discerning enough to not allow such regressive laws to be enforced and make life resilient for the progeny.

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