//IIMB/Learnings$

I realized that, for the first, second and third time in history since this blog was born there wasnt a post in a calendar month. And its indeed a pity that such rare events occurred in consecutive months. Ok, Life was busy till my IIMB days got over. A couple of draft posts didn't pass my editorial committee. I wasn't feeling like doing anything for a while after that, leave alone posting blog entries.
Let me attempt to list the lasting images of IIMB and the learnings from two years at IIMB - without any more glob.
1. Lingo - How J became K is a story in itself.
2. Sessions with Royal Stag, Ilayaraja and a few great men. No wonder the 'Aap mein aur Bagpiper' was a hit campaign of the 80s and 90s
3. Strong guys - Focus was the name of the biggest lesson learnt there.
4. Pseude Women - Respect to all of them.
5. Living through two years where survival was tough and getting out. With scratches and bruises, but Graduate pannitom la? That kind of attitude to life.
6. A confused mind is a great peril.

Its been two years I will remember for a long time. But I just cant get myself to blog with fluency on this topic. Idea choking somewhere as they travel from the brain to my hands. So lets stop this here and take it on sometime else.
p.s- The naming of this blog should win the best title award

It's been some days...

Since I was this relieved...
To use proprietary terms...
This week has been what the heck-tic...Exams, submissions, exchange program tension.....


Strong music, Good movies and ofcourse, my trusted "man -friday nights", here I am....

Work are there...After the 2 days of frenzied chilling out....
;)
And listenin to ARR's Godfather...no comments as of now...
And dudes...i promise to reply to mails better now on...for some days atleast...
have to rush to a class on a sleepy saturday afternoon...But then..such are the rules of this place...

Can I unlearn the art of Unrestrained and uncontrolled eloquent bullsh***ing....?

For a momentary sojourn to a different city or probably country to spend the interim time between the first year and second year in hell, the "place" (placement committee for the unaware) makes u go through well....more of hell....Ofcourse, these guys are doing a stellar job in gettin us placed and half of wat IIMB is, is due to these unsung heroes.....
But life is what the heck-tic......
A dozen resume submissions to every company that decided to put up shop in some of those god forsaken garages and under those banyan trees.....
If that were not enuf...we are subjected to relentless and unrestrained continuous discourses on the nuances of corporate life and the mantras to succeed in life, work and everythin else by some wise grey haired, paunchy guys in blazers....welll we are talkin abt the Pre Placement talks that we attend everyday......
And...its not all......we have some more fartin to do in the forms that ask u everythin from your dog's maiden name to the color of ur toilet's tiles....

What are ur three areas of focus in life in the last three years?
Me : Batting, bowling and fielding....

What do u think are ur strengths and weaknesses.?
Strength - farting
Weakness - well, it smells...

What do u think is ur greatest achievement in life so far?
My paunch....

Why do u want to join us?
Well, u offer free food and accomodation..

What are ur short term and long term goals
Short term : To sleep well today
Long term : To sleep well everyday

How do u see urself ten years from now
FAT....

Well all this uncalled for cynicism apart.....we do have a lot of work to do,..but it is somethin that is gonna serve us in the long term....ofcourse all pain is endured by believing gullibly, these glob statements...We are kinda privileged to be gettin all these opportunities....but the point is....
with the load of burdensome courses that unfailingly flummox the lesser mortal that I am, and the placement season heatin up every min....
It is time to say goodbye......
The big fat book of corporate finance that unceasingly talks of nett present value and the time value of money beckons...as if to prick me in my bottom sayin "Dude...study".....
Kotler, with his unique and unparalleled ability to scare the wits outta the reader by conjuring countless jargon in every page....is also callin me to pick him up and consume some of his gyaan....soon..
Its hence at the better interests of mankind that I sign off......