JANUARY: WALK OUT!
FEBRUARY: FINAL CALL FROM SCMHRD!
MARCH: REJECTION FROM SP JAIN, 2ND TIME UNLUCKY!
APRIL: BYE BYE IDBI!
MAY: HOME SWEET HOME!
JUNE: SCMHRD- THE ODESSEY BEGINS!
JULY: FCQ- THE AGONY UNFOLDS!
AUGUST: DANCING IN THE DARK!
SEPTEMBER: DAD’S SURGERY!
OCTOBER: DELIGHTED WITH DELOITTE!
NOVEMBER: ANTI (CLIMAX)!
DECEMBER: BIRTHDAY TO REMEMBER!
Monday, December 31, 2007
A BIRTHDAY TO REMEMBER!
28th December 2007: my first b’day away from my family and honestly I don’t know how to describe it…
I have heard horror stories about the numerous occasions where the b’day boy (these kinds of wild and uncivil acts of hooliganism are usually predominant in the boys’ hostel) was suspended in air and hit by all and sundry (kicks, chappals, shoes… you name it, you got it), inundated with all sorts of garbage- eggs, shampoos, shaving cream, toothpaste and of course the yummy chocolate cake smeared all over! The girls were comparatively better and kinder: in the 6 months in my B-school life, we have celebrated a number of birthdays on the stroke of midnight, but it’s been all candles and cards and cakes- a far cry from what happens in D-hostel! So I waited for my b’day with part excitement and part anxiety….
The Cinderella story began a few minutes before midnight as phone calls started pouring in and as the tradition goes, my room mates guided me to someone else’s room where the cake was waiting for me in all its glory! I pretended to b surprised and was relieved: so far so good! However, I had barely managed to put the knife on the cake when I was suddenly attacked from behind with toothpaste smeared all over my face and hair. Before I could recover, I found myself drenched to the skin as buckets of water were hurled on to me… and then I saw the tempting dark chocolate disappear in front of my eyes, most of which was now on my face and hair. The combined taste of water, toothpaste and cake made it a bitter pill. I started to run for dear life and disappeared into the bathroom, my clothes all spoilt and smeared with the paste. As I found solace under the shower with my ears glued to the phone, I decided that it was the safest place on a birthday! It was Shrijit’s b’day as well, and he got a much worse treatment than I did! At times I thank god that I am not a guy.
The next day was pretty much the same routine with lectures through the day punctuated with phone calls and wishes. At times like these, you realize how many people care about you and how precious life really is. Obviously, Shrijit prefers to look at it in the most pessimistic way: “Birthdays just celebrate another year of NOT DYING!” The most precious gift was a card by my friends who all scribbled little messages on it which I am going to treasure forever. As the day came to an end, and I was almost asleep, I got the last surprise when my Corpcom team members dragged me out of the bed downstairs for the 2nd cake cutting ceremony: action replay of the previous night!
So my b’day began in the bathroom and ended the same way! But I really enjoyed the most “painfully amazing” b’day ever!
I have heard horror stories about the numerous occasions where the b’day boy (these kinds of wild and uncivil acts of hooliganism are usually predominant in the boys’ hostel) was suspended in air and hit by all and sundry (kicks, chappals, shoes… you name it, you got it), inundated with all sorts of garbage- eggs, shampoos, shaving cream, toothpaste and of course the yummy chocolate cake smeared all over! The girls were comparatively better and kinder: in the 6 months in my B-school life, we have celebrated a number of birthdays on the stroke of midnight, but it’s been all candles and cards and cakes- a far cry from what happens in D-hostel! So I waited for my b’day with part excitement and part anxiety….
The Cinderella story began a few minutes before midnight as phone calls started pouring in and as the tradition goes, my room mates guided me to someone else’s room where the cake was waiting for me in all its glory! I pretended to b surprised and was relieved: so far so good! However, I had barely managed to put the knife on the cake when I was suddenly attacked from behind with toothpaste smeared all over my face and hair. Before I could recover, I found myself drenched to the skin as buckets of water were hurled on to me… and then I saw the tempting dark chocolate disappear in front of my eyes, most of which was now on my face and hair. The combined taste of water, toothpaste and cake made it a bitter pill. I started to run for dear life and disappeared into the bathroom, my clothes all spoilt and smeared with the paste. As I found solace under the shower with my ears glued to the phone, I decided that it was the safest place on a birthday! It was Shrijit’s b’day as well, and he got a much worse treatment than I did! At times I thank god that I am not a guy.
The next day was pretty much the same routine with lectures through the day punctuated with phone calls and wishes. At times like these, you realize how many people care about you and how precious life really is. Obviously, Shrijit prefers to look at it in the most pessimistic way: “Birthdays just celebrate another year of NOT DYING!” The most precious gift was a card by my friends who all scribbled little messages on it which I am going to treasure forever. As the day came to an end, and I was almost asleep, I got the last surprise when my Corpcom team members dragged me out of the bed downstairs for the 2nd cake cutting ceremony: action replay of the previous night!
So my b’day began in the bathroom and ended the same way! But I really enjoyed the most “painfully amazing” b’day ever!
Saturday, December 8, 2007
Salsa @ SCMHRD!
A 5-day salsa workshop was the latest “cool” thing at SCMHRD… apart from the lure of learning a couple of neat tricks on the dance floor, it had its other advantages: for the couples in campus, it was an opportunity to strengthen the bond, literally… for the potential couples, it was an excuse to be together, and for the single-and-ready-to-mingle, it was another desperate attempt to find that elusive “partner”. And for most, it was just another way to try a new thing and spend more time with friends. As for me, well, I kind of balked at the idea at first… it was a romantic, intimate form of dance and I am not exactly a Shakira clone! I had learnt Bharatnatyam for nine years, and I badly wanted to explore the other end of the spectrum. So I reasoned with myself: what the heck, these couple of years at B-school are probably my last chance to make a complete fool of myself, do what I wanted without caring too much about being politically correct, and I intended to make full use of it! So the next five days would find me on the dance floor for one hour after lectures, trying to find my rhythm! It seemed a herculean task to co-ordinate my feet, hips and hands with those of my partner as I marveled the instructor’s flawless smooth movements… some people are just born without bones!! I am still waiting for the snaps to find out exactly how clumsy I looked!
At the end of the 5 days, I certainly found myself more comfortable with my own body, less inhibited and of course, 500 bucks poorer! But it was a worthwhile and enjoyable experience: just one more aspect of “holistic development” in a B-school….
At the end of the 5 days, I certainly found myself more comfortable with my own body, less inhibited and of course, 500 bucks poorer! But it was a worthwhile and enjoyable experience: just one more aspect of “holistic development” in a B-school….
Saturday, December 1, 2007
NEEV 2007- The writing on the wall
Do you stand up for your views, do you fight for your beliefs, do you follow your dreams passionately, do you take the road less traveled? Or do you simply follow the crowd? Do you lead by example or are you comfortable being led? Are you a revolutionary or do you conform to clichés? Do you have the Courage, Conviction, and the Confidence to unbelong? These are few of the questions that will be answered at NEEV 2007, SCMHRD’s flagship event, as students from top B-schools in the country and in Asia Pacific get ready to defy their primitive urges to give in to collective mediocrity, as they let themselves go, embrace the freedom and bask in the glory of creativity! Come 15th of December, and we will witness the unfolding of one of the biggest B-school events in the country. With “The Cult” as this year’s theme, we are all set to venture beyond barriers…
For all of you ambitious, competitive souls out there, there is a lot on your plate: if you are the kind who thrives under pressure, is passionate about winning and loves the colour of money, NEEV 2007 is the place to be!! With big brand names and wider pockets, the events promise a mammoth pot of gold at the end of the quest: so throw up the challenge and be ready to be challenged! This is your golden opportunity to make your lifelong fantasy come true, to rule over others, to be the all (mighty) Augustus… Unleash your original ideas and articulate your innovations in the classic B-plan game, Tantra. Reveal the sensitive business (wo)man in you in Shango: the CSR game. And for all the hardcore finance guys, count your chickens before they are hatched- “break away” from conventional investment options, strike the deal with a “Dionysus Kill” and speculate away to glory!
So be a part of this rollercoaster journey with a common destination, rise to the occasion, sing the song of revolution, venture into the unexplored territories, discover those hidden talents and fulfill those secret desires…
“The foundation shall never break
the ‘NEEV’ shall make a new promise
the promise of hope
the promise of being a “CULT”…
For all of you ambitious, competitive souls out there, there is a lot on your plate: if you are the kind who thrives under pressure, is passionate about winning and loves the colour of money, NEEV 2007 is the place to be!! With big brand names and wider pockets, the events promise a mammoth pot of gold at the end of the quest: so throw up the challenge and be ready to be challenged! This is your golden opportunity to make your lifelong fantasy come true, to rule over others, to be the all (mighty) Augustus… Unleash your original ideas and articulate your innovations in the classic B-plan game, Tantra. Reveal the sensitive business (wo)man in you in Shango: the CSR game. And for all the hardcore finance guys, count your chickens before they are hatched- “break away” from conventional investment options, strike the deal with a “Dionysus Kill” and speculate away to glory!
So be a part of this rollercoaster journey with a common destination, rise to the occasion, sing the song of revolution, venture into the unexplored territories, discover those hidden talents and fulfill those secret desires…
“The foundation shall never break
the ‘NEEV’ shall make a new promise
the promise of hope
the promise of being a “CULT”…
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