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Race of Acceptance

  • Dec 20, 2025
  • 2 min read

In the grand arena of life, there's one race that stands out above all others: the race to get into a famous college. Starting as early as 9th grade, students throw themselves into this grueling competition, a spectacle where only the most extracurricular , sports-crazed, and academically superhuman will survive. It's a race where the finish line is always moving, the stakes are always high, and the stress is always peaking. The ultimate question lingers: "Will I even get into college? Am I even worth it? Do I even get to go to college?"


Well, here's the brutal truth: it’s all about luck. And essays. And standing out. And, oh yes, "acceptance value."The fight for Ivy Leagues acceptance is a gladiator’s arena with an acceptance rate so low that it's practically a competition, but not a successful one, mind you. It's more like a survival game where the odds are never in your favor.


But wait, the fun doesn’t end with just getting accepted. Choosing a college these days is a Herculean task. It takes months of agonizing deliberation. Will I like it there? Will I be okay? What’s the crime rate like? In the US, it’s a real consideration. The rise in crime and the tragic stories of Indian students facing racism and bullying add another layer of anxiety to the already torturous process.


Now, some might say, "But isn't college education important?" Well, of course, it is! Without that precious pieces of knowledge , you might as well be a non-educated person, wandering the streets with no qualifications, no future, no hope. Because in today’s world, those who don’t qualify as "good" in the eyes of college admissions are doomed to mediocrity, right? Or so they want you to believe.


So, there you have it: the race of acceptance. A cutthroat, stress-filled, anxiety-ridden journey where only the luckiest and most essay-savvy emerge victorious. And for what? A chance to prove you're "good enough" in a system that's rigged from the start. Isn’t it grand?

 
 
 

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