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Last exam ends on 31st March. With this, technically, I will be half a manager. Let me write - 1/2 of MBA will be over, yeah, looks better this way. From 1st April onwards, we will be moving for our summer internships at various companies. I pinged a senior of mine who had worked at the same company I am going to in Bangalore for my summers for some last minute advice. Seeing the recession and bad times for B - Schools in terms of placements (not admissions), people would try their best to secure Pre-Placement Offers (PPOs) and won't leave it till the uncertain December of 2009 that it would be. And my senior's advice is there for all to see. Some things in India, it seems, work the same everywhere. A discomforting nevertheless a unifying characteristic for the nation that we are.  Obviously, his name has been blurred to protect his identity. He is a nice chap.  :) The Messenger Chat - An Excerpt Me: Any last minute suggestion sir? Senior: haan, last minute suggestion yeh hai k

We have three colleges functional from our campus here on the hill in a god forsaken village called Lavale. With almost simultaneous breaks [obviously you won't keep shifts for lunch, lunch has to happen at lunch time, ain't it?], it puts immense pressure on the mess staff. Somebody needs to teach those 'kids' from the other college that it is good to follow the queue as then everyone gets warm food and chatting and flirting can be left for later, at the dining table. It becomes even more difficult to move on when you have scores of girls in front of you. Being the overtly chivalrous person that I tend to be, I let the things go in a manner they do. Girls at times seriously don't deserve this chivalry these days. A pretty young thing tried to make her way in front of me while I was already getting impatient with the slow moving queue. I turned back with a frosty nosed stare. She made that apologetic face and pointed at the counter, ' I just need that!'. I lo

This is a poem that I wrote at PagalGuy  forum when I was wait listed and way too eager to do my MBA at SIBM , Pune . Those were some days! Some of us started tracking the movement of wait listed people and waited with anxieties and crossed fingers to reach it till our magical scores. I remember mine. It was 97.38. Sometimes, that wait got better of us and what followed is here for you all to see ;) Mom! Results are out! Oh Honey, your GD/PI went well, You're in without doubt. Wait wait..lemme at least check, Oh darn, am in the wait listed deck! When would I ever be in? This is crazy, being wait listed is a mental sin! What went wrong, I wonder.. Panel seemed happy, But then, why does the site say WL 40? Oh crap, that devil guy..He must have crapped! Creepy smile he had, my scores; he must have sapped. Oh, PG told me that guy was in my GD/PI group, Darn! He posts a happy post,  He was a loser, heavens! How did he manage through? Ages it has been, Why doesn't the list move? Are

I had written a short poem a while back. It was, by far my worst piece of work. :P So, rather than tarnishing my oh-so-good name in the field of writing, I deleted it :P OK, am being sarcastic and silly.  The post was inconseqential and I really did not know what I was writing, will capture that thought some time else, in some better way. Ciao till then, have an exam tomorrow.

I just finished with my last viva of the last internal of the last semester of my first year at MBA. Come to think of it, I'll become 1/2 of an MBA time span wise if I manage to clear all my exams. Otherwise, I don't think management can ever be complete for a person. With or without, before or after - an MBA at the end of the day is just a degree, where, to its credit, you learn the art of that managing a bit better. It feels like a culmination of a journey to be done with this semester even though it is more like a lull before the mighty storm that is to begin 20 th March. It is also the farewell party for seniors today. Same old nice stuff on menu - Good food, lots of dance and booze - who would want to miss it? On the other hand, personally, I would want to stay back, enjoy a movie, arrange stuff in room and my mind and prepare myself to some extent for the 10 days of torture that is to follow? Well, I chose the former over the latter for reasons best ( un )known to me and

Always wanted to click something like this. Luckily for me, the lamp posts from where I clicked weren't switched on. Samsung U600, 3.2 MP, Low Exposure with a little digital zoom did the trick. Yay! Though I wish I had my Canon...

Did you finish the homework? What is that you shirk? Did you drop the mail? Aren't you drinking milk - you look so pale? Did you oversleep? Why is that you weep? Did you finish the assignment? Was that another rule that you bent? Did you harm that man? Did you bunk for that Goan sun tan? Did you get a good GPA? Your attendance is low, what do you have to say? Did you watch three movies back to back? Who will complete that project and create faff? Did you spend night on phone? Why do you use such a harsh tone? Why are you so lax and lazy and slow? Haven't you got anything better than my brains to mow? Did you complete the circle of life? Hold on! I haven't decided what radius to strike!

As I was whiling away time on net, a friend of mine asked me what I have been asked so many times since I have landed in an entity called a 'B-School' - Is MBA tough? Frankly speaking, I find this question tougher to answer than whatever I have faced in an MBA. So, I thought I would answer it in the same old manner, giving gyaan and making it sound the way it would induce a WOAH!!! What fun, right? This is what we all have been doing. Why? Coz everyone does it. Why does everyone do it? Coz well, no one wants to forget the effort or the fluke as the case may be that pushed them into the ivy league. It is like sucking that sweet grape for eons to suck out the last of the sweetness molecule from it. Coz had they not made it, that very grape would have been the sourest thing ever! This time, I begged to differ from the normal gyaan session. Why subject this guy to the trauma when he is eagerly awaiting his GD/PI results. I also did not have the time for it. MBA is as difficult as