If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?

"Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is:
What if my leaves are falling like its own!
The tumult of thy mighty harmonies"

Shelly said this to the west wind, and so does alice to IIMA. She knew of a certain Alice who went after a rabbit down a large rabbit-hole and entered the wonderland and became famous for her adventures. But the new age Alice didn't chase any rabbits. She chased corporate men and women who wore suits and had dinner with CEOs discussing strategies and goals. But the essence remained the same. Curiously, her first day at IIMA didn't seem to be different from any she had lived all through her years. The revelation came the second day - This is a different place! This is the new wonderland - one of the best business schools in Asia Pacefic. The pressure to perform is immense, and the leisure to enjoy is meager. The solution is to find joy in pressure. Boy! What a proposition? Alice felt as if she were a tree and her leaves were fallig like its own. she felt as though it is winter and she had to shed her leaves. She felt that the harmonies of IIMA demand that she be devoid of all her leaves. But she was optimistic, optimistic to the core as Shelly was. "O Wind,If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?