You get filled with experiences when you live in a hostel. You see life, naked and shameless in front of you. And life itself teaches you how to live it - that is perhaps the thrill of it. Days are passing here at the speed of light. And tomorrow, after the induction test are perhaps are few hours of our lives when we can still treat MBA as the extension of our graduation. Monday onwards, it is a pre-ponement of our managerial lives. Well, that is what we have been told by all. 19 June 2008 is perhaps one of those days (nights I should say...) that would shape things to come. It is these small things that vary your thinking to such an extent that it becomes a milestone in the course of your life. We had a students council meeting at 1600 hours. Most of the MBA-I guys reached anywhere between 1600-1615 hours. And we paid for it. With individual interviews that lasted night long, we sat on the cold stairs in front of canteen for hours. By 0415 hours, when we were let off, most of us had learnt a thing or two about discipline, and about how things just can't be ignored with the chalta hai attitude we Indians are so famous for. Oh yea, I managed to attend the 0900 hours lecture also after sleeping for 3 hours. Discipline and attitude towards work takes an altogether different meaning, even for a lazy bummer like me. And I have many more things to learn, including the 5 subjects I have to go through in order to pass my induction test tomorrow. Till next time - aloha!
Image Courtesy: http://www.thehindu.com/ Now that MBA is over and I am considered an ounce wiser, being back home means work. There are so many pending things that are just waiting in the attic to be dusted and made to work again. One of them is the mammoth task of physical share transfer and dematerialization. Though stated in one pretty sentence, it takes months of effort and work. And of course, money! My brother has been painfully going about the motions of this work for a couple of months now and nothing much yet seems to have resulted out of it. We struck a good deal with a certain Saraswati something shares. I asked, "How much would this one fetch us?". He replied, "Enough to recover the money you spent on your MBA degree". I exclaimed, "Really! Waoh! Even after they have been dormant for like 15 years??!". He quipped, in exasperation, "Weren't they supposed to teach you all this in B-School?" I did shut up and let him do this pain
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