Reflection: Harvard Model United Nations India, 2016

Total Hours: 45 hours                                                                                                                                       Categories: Creativity, Activity

The very name ‘Harvard Model United Nations India 2016’ sounds daunting – precisely why I took on this challenge recklessly, labored over it obsessively and enjoyed it immensely. Perhaps the line ‘I learned so many things’ has become clichéd and so overused that the sentence lost its very essence, but to put it through differently I would say I experienced a mini-demo of life. Of literal life. Of the trials and tribulations one goes through socially, financially, culturally, ideologically and personally on a small scale. As most MUNs go, HMUN, of course, has taught me how to research, organize and collate information as fast as possible – especially considering the fact that I had only 5 days to do my own research (I HAD EXAMS  L ). I learned about a war that has been raging in the world for almost 100 years with hundreds of people dying every day, something I’ve been blind to for a long time. I learned about its causes and the repercussions of having an unstable, undemocratic government; historical ethnical and racial divides and unnecessary international intervention. The Sykes-Picot agreement revived primordial identities, Assad’s cruel regime created humanitarian rebels, religion created a bloody feud between Jews and Arabs and the American invasion of Iraq weakened it and the instability of entire Middle East created the terrorist group: the Islamic Stat – a bloody, cruel, torturous manifestation of the Domino Effect. I would say this has developed me emotionally and psychologically. I learned how to be diplomatic in putting forward my views, how to challenge someone, how to compromise and how to socialize with people I’ve never seen before (and how not to – some of my social endeavors may have gone wrong: P). Through HMUN, I have fulfilled every single criterion in the IB Learner profile – I’ve become an inquirer (which policies work? What was wrong in the previously policies that did nothing/aggravated further the Middle East conflicts), thinker (what new solutions can be implemented?), communicator (as lobbying: ‘Hello, I’m Belgium and would like to ask if you would join our bloc as your foreign policies comply with ours and also because our joint compromise could possibly solve this issue”), risk-taker (in signing up for this event and in being daring enough to challenge more experienced, assertive delegates) and have become knowledgeable (of world politics and situation), principled (in being organized, spending money wisely, staying safe in a new environment, in travelling  and other etiquettes in general), open-minded (in accepting the perspectives and behavior of other delegates), caring (in defending younger delegates that were sometimes attacked by the more assertive ones), balanced (in reaching a compromise with other countries – this was also a central part of my country’s policy, which placed heavy emphasis on compromise as can be seen from 1) the popular phrase ‘a Belgian compromise’ 2) the fact that most peace talks happen in either Brussels or Geneva) and reflective (in analyzing after HMUN what were my strengths and weaknesses and what qualities of mine I should develop further or change).

My vision for this activity was largely to gain experience. I had wanted to learn every single thing that could not be taught in the traditional classroom and could only be developed through experience – skills such as debate, diplomacy and making social connections (the last being extremely important in a world as globalized and connected as today –  we can learn a million things from simply talking to people/students).

I encountered numerous challenges in the form of assertive delegates, working on working papers and resolutions until 3 am in the morning, functioning for days without sleep or food (we had amazing food and time to sleep but I didn’t really use them well), surviving in a completely new, unguarded environment where I was respected as a develop individual (I’ve never been in such an environment before) and sifting through volumes and volumes of data on the internet. It was also challenge to ensure my personal bias did not affect any decisions I made as the delegate of Belgium. I tried my best to fix every single one of these problems in order to develop myself as a holistic individual.

Though debate might seem like an individual activity, Model United Nations is largely a group activity as it always requires delegates forming blocs with other delegates with similar ideologies. This is usually easier said than done and is harder in MUNs than in normal classroom activities because in MUNs, you do not know a thing about other delegates and might accidentally say something that could possibly offend a delegate.

I know that every single skill I’ve fostered will be useful in a million other ways in the future – at university, at workplace and in life, in general. I have made contacts with people from Oman, Singapore, China, Iraq, Bahrain, Bombay, Delhi, Maharashtra, Karnataka, Punjab and remote places of India I didn’t know existed.

In retrospect of this CAS experience, I would say that this is by far, the best curricular activity I’ve ever taken part in. It has developed me culturally, socially and personally and has helped me find my passion for international relations, government and debate. Who knows, I may even pursue to study international relations in the future!

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Yours truly,

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Journal 4: The Day of Reckoning & More

August 15 2016 – 6 hours

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Today was one of the best and the most unforgettable days of my life! Today was my last day at Hyderabad, at Harvard Model United Nations and I was incredibly sad…and incredibly proud! Committee Session began at 10:00 am, with a lot of anticipating as to which resolution would pass. It started off with my Director briefing us about voting procedures. After an unmoderated caucus, we started off with voting for amendments and soon RESOLUTIONS. And guess what, guess what, guess what? Our Resolution passed with 114 delegates voting in favour! The entire hall erupted into shouts of joy as this resolution was the fruit of 200 delegates’ three months’ worth of hard work, research and brains. A delegate raised a motion to entertain and that was where the real fun began! Our Assistant Directors and a few other delegates were dared to dance, some were dared to sing and were even told to ‘Confess’, where us delegates could send anonymous notes to the dais – notes the dais will read out in front of 200 delegates – confessing that a delegate was the best-dressed, or a delegate looked amazing, or a delegate was annoying, impressions or embarrassing confessions. IT WAS HILARIOUS! xD

As the committee session drew to a close, the atmosphere turned sorrowful as we realized this might be the last time we’d see each other. We signed each other’s placards, exchanged contacts and final byes. Though I felt rather depressed, I felt proud that I had learned so much, understood the world from different perspectives and met so many truly amazing people – after all, I have talked to delegates from over 15 countries across the world, which is a staggering diversity that I have never witnessed before. Why, I’ve talked to people all the way from North India, which in itself is completely different from South India, and learned an awful lot about tradition, culture and perspective from the other side of my country. All in all, it proved to be a time of sadness and tears, pride and diversity.

Closing ceremony began at 12:30, where in Angela Jiang – our secretary-general – delivered a closing speech and awards were distributed (I, unfortunately, didn’t get any L ). On the way out, I bought a souvenir to remember this amazing event: a hoodie with HMUN India 2016 printed on it.

Soon after, we boarded a bus to the airport, spent the rest of the evening there and boarded a flight at 7:15 pm back to Coimbatore. Though I was glad to be home at last, I yearned for the vast conference halls, vibrant events and the familiar chattering of knowledgeable ‘leaders of tomorrow’ talking about terrorism, insurgency, nationalism, education, borders and the wars of the Middle East.

Journal 3: The Delegate Dance

August 14, 13.5 hours

Today was a long day indeed! We had three 3-hour long committee sessions with half-hour breaks between them. During Committee Session IV (the first for today, though), all the blocs came up with draft resolutions. Since there were 11 working papers submitted yesterday and only 3 Draft Resolutions can be submitted to the Director, a majority of the blocs – including mine – merged to form a comprehensive resolution that included every single aspect of the Middle East conflict: 1) undemocratic governments, 2) sectarian division, 3) illegitimate international intervention and 4) the economic problem. However, three other blocs remained separate and submitted separate resolutions and this meant one of the four resolutions would be rejected by the Director. The merging and compilation of draft resolutions continued on till the end of Committee Session V, at the end of which we submitted our Draft Resolutions.

At the beginning of Committee Session VI, our Director announced that one of the Draft Resolutions has been rejected and that ours had passed! Yay! Throughout this committee session, all 200 delegates debated on the effectiveness of each resolution. There was a lot of criticism and with each error; we realized how difficult it would be to implement these solutions on a massive scale.  However, we also received a lot of praise for having come up with a comprehensive resolution, as around 120 delegates out of 193 had worked on this resolution. Committee Session VI ended on a bitter-sweet note and every single delegate could feel the tangible tension in the air, for tomorrow would signify the culmination of months of effort: the Resolution.

After Committee Session VI ended at 7:30, all of us changed to go to the Delegate Dance (YAY!) at 9:00 pm. The Delegate Dance was a night of lights, dance and oblivion. Realizing today was my last night at Hyderabad, I took this opportunity to talk to other people, socializing with strangers and breaking my bones dancing (though I’m not much of a dancer, I do love DJ Nights). Once we reached the hotel, our transport manager, Mr. Jash, said we could stay past our usually curfew (at 11pm) till TWO PM and that we could change our rooms and meet up with our friends! YEAHHHHHHH. It wasn’t long till I found myself in my friend’s room, squeezed in with around 9 other people in a tiny tiny room. So that was how I spent my last night at Hyderabad, laughing my heart out up until 3 am (oops, that was a teensy bit past curfew) and wondering about how lucky and grateful I am to be surrounded by things as simple and great as laughter, friends and experience.

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Committee sessions could be a headache at times, as beautifully demonstrated by fellow Iraq. 

Journal 2: HMUN India’s Got Talent

August 13 – 13.5 hours

Today we boarded a bus from Formule 1 at 7:45 to Hyderabad International Convention Center. Committee session would start only at 9:30 am so I spent about 1.5 hours socializing with other delegates and preparing for committee. The first session was for 2.5 hours and was filled with intense debate, moderated caucuses and unmoderated caucuses. However, I did not get recognized at all! Though I was upset, I came to know a lot about debating and was astounded by the ideas the delegates offered, considering the fact that the conflicts of the Middle East have been tried to be solved by numerous other educated, well-informed and brilliant individuals. I formed a bloc with several allies with similar ideologies, though this took some time as there were around 11 blocs with only minute aug 13 1difference in policies and I had to jump from one bloc to another until I found one that complied with my ideology, and came up with a working paper. After this, from 12:30 to 1:30, we had lunch and from 1:30 to 4 pm, we had the HMUN India Leadership Forum, wherein Mr. Amitabh Kant, Mr. Ishteyaque Amjad, Mrs. Manjeet Kripalani and Prof. Rahul Chopra delivered speeches on numerous topics: from business to government to international relations to science. Soon after another half hour break, committee session started from 4:30 pm and continued on till 7:00 pm. Debates from the morning continued, followed by more caucuses. All the working papers submitted by the committee, which totaled to aug 13 5ELEVEN papers, were printed and distributed and we spent this session debating on the effectiveness of each paper. Though critical comments were rather undiplomatic and harsh at times, I realized that critics are needed in order to form a resolution without loopholes, to form a resolution that would actually work when implemented on a large scale.  After a 1.5 hour break, HMUN India’s Got Talent began at 8:30 and lasted for two whole hours till 10:30, during which I wore a traditional dress. My, my, the talents around the world were astounding! Songs were beautiful to listen to, the delegate’s mellow voice carrying out into the vast conference hall, carrying messages about empowerment, love and fire to all the leaders of tomorrow. There were hip-hop performances, bharatanatyam performances and folk dances. There were even magic tricks! One particular performance I loved was a delegate who ‘slammed’. Boy, was it the most beautiful, most meaningful, most amazing and most honest message I’ve ever heard. She spoke of how appearance, comfort and relationships are given more importance than poverty, hunger, education and war.

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Journal 1: To the city of Pearls!

August 12, 2016 – 12 hours

Today would symbolize the culmination of all the sweat, blood and (the loads of) tears shed during preparation for the biggest event I’ve ever been to: Harvard Model United Nations India 2016.


HMUN India 2016 was going to be biggest session ever held in India, with over 1500 delegates coming from 15 countries across the world – a tremendous, staggering manifestation of diversity. Delegates could be assertive, fearless, friendly, diplomatic but above all, knowledgeable. The brochures promised us leaders of tomorrow and now, writing this entry at 1 am, I believe that if we are the students who are going to be the ever-lauded ‘leaders of tomorrow’ then the world is in safe hands.

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Outside HICC

It all began at 6 am in them morning, when I, 29 other delegates (a.k.a the groggy leaders of tomorrow) and two chaperones (Mr. Rolf and Mrs. Elizabeth) boarded the 7:15 am plane to the glorious city of Pearls. The plane journey was 1.5 hours long but I had plenty of work to keep me occupied. Because of my exams, IAs and EE, I had had literally no time to research for HMUN and had no confidence that I would win anything, planning on purely common sense to make the most out of this glorious event that I was lucky enough to be part of. I worked on my 90-second Opening Speech on the plane and in every random place that could offer me the barest semblance of comfort: the airport, the bus, the hotel’s lobby, the hotel, during tea AND the opening

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ROP Session

ceremony (and I STILL WASN’T DONE! The end of my speech was spontaneous!). We reached Hyderabad at 9:35 am and boarded a bus for the 1 hour ride to Hotel Formule 1, where we were staying. Once we reached the hotel, we were assigned rooms and changed into our western business attire, looking extremely classy and formal. Upon reaching the Hyderabad International Convention Center, we had lunch and attended the Rules of Procedure Session. The ROP session was for

1 hour (14 30 to 15 30) and held by three Harvard students, one of whom was my Director, Sarah Anderson! Sarah is a junior at Harvard studying Government and is a pre-med student from Singapore (where I previously lived)! After the ROP session, there was a half-hour break and then the 1.5 hour Opening Ceremony. The Ceremony began with a beautiful, unbelievably graceful, inexpressibly expressive Odissi dance. After a few more events, our Keynote Speaker of the evening, Mr. Vikas Swarup, delivered his speech.

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Ms. Sarah Anderson, our Director

It would be understatement if I said it was the best speech I’ve ever listened to. This was the first speech I’ve ever heard delivered live by such an influential person and I sat unmoved for  around 10 minutes. He talked about

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Mr. Vikas Swarup

how he got inspiration for his book Q&A which was later adapted to the movie Slumdog Millionaire (he once read an article about how some researchers placed an iPad in slum and after 3 months they found – shockingly – that the slum kids had learned how to use the iPad! Mr. Swarup then put two and two together and came up with the concept of a slum kid winning a game show with mere street knowledge) and told us about the 3Cs needed for success: Curiosity, Confidence and Computer.

 

 

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After a half-hour break, we had our first committee session lasting 2.5 hours! Since I was in the Disarmament and International Security Committee (a GA Committee) it was huge, with around 193 delegates! This could mean I would have fewer chances to speak and had to make the most out of each opportunity. Fortunately, I was the fourth speaker to be added to the General Speaker’s List, an opportunity rarer than seeing a mermaid. In a few minutes, I was up in front of 193 strangers, delivering my Opening Speech. The 90 seconds passed in the blink of an eye and soon, I had about 15 notes passed to me, appreciating my speech, requesting my alliance for their bloc or asking if we could work together in the future. I was extremely glad that my message reached the delegates and I replied to every single message, whether the reply required a full paragraph or a simple ‘Sure’. However, I got recognized only once today and the committee session soon went on to be unmatchable exciting! There were more opening speeches and moderated caucuses. During the unmoderated caucauses, I met and made so many new friends. I met people from Oman, Iraq, Iran, Singapore, China, Europe, America and many more from the (*in the knowing voice of an old story-teller) glorious, distant lands found beyond the seven seas. After committee session ended, we had dinner (as diverse as the delegates I met) and went back to Formule 1 at around 9 pm, as beat up as an old washrag.

 

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Hyderabad International Convention Center