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17 June 2008

Oh yea, settled into a sort of routine. It is hardly a routine, coz routine is a dangerous word if used anywhere near MBA. Here it goes:
7:15 am - 7:30 am -- wake up and wake ankush up. we go for a jog. cover a majestic 100-200 metres and then walk a bit; straight to mess.
8:30 am -- we can be seen casually going back to the hostel for bath. most of the people are already going for the 9 am class. ankush dismisses them as 'naya naya josh hai abhi'.
8:45 am -- ankush somehow manages to dress up and manage to knock the doors of my room. kshitij (my roomie) is all set to leave. I just have shoes and socks to put and I am good to go.
9:03 am -- We manage to enter the big hall where our induction courses (the basics) are going on. If lucky, we get to sit on the last benches that are still vacant.
11:00 am -- All sort of groans and grunts start coming from students as a ritual, while the teacher (I won't name her, she teaches well indeed.) continues to throw more definitions at the poor souls.
11:05 am -- Finally, it is break. Head straight for the canteen for that sweet cup of tea/flavoured milk and the coveted Vada Pav, before the whole herd is there.
11:25 am -- 10 minutes break is already converted to 20 minutes. All we do now is wait for clock to strike 1 pm.
1:02 pm -- After more groans and grunts, we finally get our well deserved lunch break.Run Forrest run! The fastest ones to reach the mess get the fresh and warm food.
2:00 pm -- A tough managerial decision to make. Will I be able to cope up if I don't attend next 4 hours of another gruelling session? Most of the times, answer is in affirmative.
if (yes)
{
cout<<"Go the hostel. Rest. Wash clothes. Watch movie. Wait for clock to strike 6 so that action begins again."; } else { cout<<"Go back to class. Sleep. Read Newspaper. Pretend that you are attentive. Wait for clock to strike 4 pm (if you want to escape mid way.) or 6 pm (when the ordeal finally gets over.) } 6:30 pm - 8:30 pm -- Play. Talk to folks if your cell miraculously catches the signal. Watch some TV show. Wash Clothes. Go to friend's room for leg pulling. Comfortably forget to do some studies, and promise yourself that you will study from tomorrow. 8:40 pm -- Dinner time.Curse mess food. Curse lack of mobility/connectivity(both net and mobile) at campus. 9:40 pm -- After walking to amphitheatre/loafering around Girl's Hostel retire back to your or your friend's room. Sutta time for quite a few. 11:30 pm - 2:00 am -- Depending upon how much you want to tax your bodies, prepare yourself to sleep. And yea, some idiot left his loo doors open which keeps banging throughout the night.

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