I Will Always Remember...

In the last term of MBA down here in Joka, everything around me seems to be testifying the fact that I have barely three months more to go here. Three more months of my college life, three more months of being a student, three more months of "life" at the most awesome b-school campus. Now that this stint is drawing to a close, I am supposed to write in 100 words what I will most remember of the last two years here. I thought about it, only to realize that 100 words is painfully insufficient!

So what will I remember of the last two years here? I will remember the fact that I had the best group of friends here. I will always be proud of the fact that I was a member of a group that didn't follow the herd and be content with criticizing the system, but took up responsibilities themselves and fought their best to set things right. This is essence instilled a similar spirit in me, which probably explains the three official PORs that I had held in Joka, apart from stuff that doesn't appear in one's CV. I will always remember living Gandhi's quote - "Be the change you want to see in the world."

I will always remember the fun, the parties and the great times we had. I will remember the nights on the water tank where we would discuss even the most obscure of topics, anything from Pluto to Communism! I will remember the countless trips to South City and Park Street and even to random places like China Town and New Market. I will remember the gelatos and the swirls, the Zingers and well, more Zingers, and of course, the movies at Fame! I will remember the bargaining with cab drivers while returning to Joka, and the one night when we actually walked some 12 odd kilometers back from South City at the middle of the night. I will remember how, both the years, we organised the first party with exchange students (even before the official one!).

I will remember the campus parties - the two fresher parties the most of them all. In the first one, I partied till sunrise, and woke up at 10 the next morning, only to realize that I was supposed to leave for home by 8! I will remember freaking out at the 17 odd missed calls from maa, and another 8-9 from Dad! I will remember how we partied till sunrise in the second fresher party (for the junior batch), and then went to the gate to have coconut water at 5 in the morning!

Will I remember the class hours? Well, probably not so much, but definitely a few incidents. The first one being the Behavioral Science project in the first term, where our group analyzed the movie Gandhi. The dynamics of the sort that the group had - I never got that in any other group project here! I will also remember the Marketing Management-II presentation on ethics in marketing, the heated debate where I ended up blurting out to a fellow classmate "what you are saying is essentially globe!" in the presence of a Prof! I will remember the law presentation in my fifth term, where I was barely prepared, and ended up just reading out the slides.

I will definitely remember being a student representative, and being the head of the Internet Solutions Group here! I will remember the General Body Meetings. I will remember organizing the convocation for our seniors. I will remember the lunch with the Board of Governors, and the Chief Guest - Mr. KV Kamath, the then Chairman and MD of ICICI Bank. I will remember the PGP Committee meetings, the course registrations and the open house! I will remember getting scared at the magnitude of problems and issues facing me on some of the days!

The list is endless, I could go on and on citing specific instances, each and every one of which had so much of learning in them, and each and every one of which would rightfully deserve a mention in the 100 odd words I have! But then, the bottom-line remains the fact that its just three more months, three more months of all these, of college life! God knows what kind of turn life would take after this. I can only hope it to be good!

Some Thoughts

Disclaimer: The following are entirely my perspective based on some of my own experiences. As a matter of fact, in most of the cases, I was caught on the wrong side of things! They may or may not be acceptable to every one. The author does not intend to hurt the sentiments of any of the readers.

1. Sometimes, we remain so engrossed in trying to define something, we just accept any definition we can lay our hands on; often without a second thought that the source, after all, is human, and thus may be wrong! In some cases, we are left wondering how much that wrong judgement cost us, while in others we fail to realise that we were actually wrong!

2. Sometimes, everything seems to go wrong, all at once! Probably, the worst of it all is, when your entire support system seems to fail; when the people you fall back on, well, don't seem yours anymore; when you can't count on those closest to you. This is probably when people turn to their "Gods", or more appropriately, the divine.

3. Zodiacs don't work for me. I tried following my zodiac predictions from various sources for the past couple of months. Out of every 100 odd predictions, less than 10 hold would hold true. I found the lunar cycle a much better predictor for human behaviour.

4. During an actual natural calamity, even the best of trainings seem to fail. I realised this a few days back when, during an earthquake a few days back, 6 of us - all MBA students, ran out to a hanging balcony on the third floor. The best strategy would have been to hide under a table!

5. A little knowledge is more dangerous than its thought to be. In fact, it probably can even kill people. And no, little knowledge is not the same as bounded rationality. While bounded rationality is a genuine limitation of the human mind, little knowledge is just the immediate resort of the lazy!

6. Old perceptions, misconceptions and stereotypes die hard. In fact, they don't die at all. Even today, for quite a few people living in the big metros of India, things like inter caste marriage, divorce and second marriages are a taboo. For some, even love marriages are no different. Similarly, old loyalties hardly change. Those who claim to have switched loyalties mostly pretend!

7. Not everything in life is a balance sheet. You don't always need to balance both sides. In fact, it is this attempt of making the left and right sides equal that has caused much of the suffering in this world. But then again, for those who had spent a better part of their life matching the red and the blue, it is very difficult to change!

8. You can't just run slower because "Life is a marble race". It's true that if you drop the marble, you don't win even after coming first. But then again, in your attempt to save the marble, if someone finishes before you, you end up looking like the same old idiot. Then nobody listens to stuff like "I could've run faster, but I was saving my marble!". The world is cruel, and your relations are nothing "out of the world", the earlier you understand that, the better for you.

9. Dawn and dusk are probably the best parts of the day (unless you are really into starry, moonlight nights - which I am, by the way). Just love it when the darkness gives away to light, or when the light is eaten up by yet another patch of the dark. Makes me wish I was a poet. But I generally miss both these moments, either thanks to my sleep or to my class schedule. Now that I have the "Marble Race Theory", I can probably skip a class or two to watch the sunset!

10. People don't change, they never do! If you feel somebody around you has changed, then you failed to understand him/her in the first place, or they are just pretending!

The Mumbai Diaries

Slot 0 summers, slot 0 summers – over!

The result – no PPO, i.e. by the unofficial standards – failed.

It’s a different question whether that no PPO was a product of my poor performance in the internship, or was it just the company that is in no mood to hire right now. It really doesn’t matter at the end of the day, because when some of my friends, some of my batch mates would be taking life by its horns with a PPO in their hand, I would have to sit in my room, studying, preparing for the finals, building CV points!

As I approach the end of my internship, life starts to look like a journey without a destination. The first few months of my IIM life was all about securing a good summer internship. The next few months went by looking forward to the coveted slot 0 internship that I bagged. During my internship, my first few weeks were spent looking forward to, apart from the internship itself, my return to Joka, to its carefree life. Now the internship is about to last just two weeks more. The return date to Joka has started looking more real. The internship chapter of my life is about to draw its conclusion.

I always knew this company does not give a PPO. I knew that right from the time I got selected. But that never struck me as a reality. Now, it seems to be looking into my eyes. The depressed market, the traditional absence of high paying finance companies from the final placements, my not-so-great CGPA (unlikely to become the so-great CGPA by the time of placements) make this feeling even worse. Would I land up with a good job? Would it pay me well? Would it me in a company and area of my interest? I don’t know, and I am really not optimistic about it.

It’s not just the job, it’s my entire life. What is your aim in life? I don’t know, I have never thought about it. In the rush of competitive exams and never ending milestones, I have never planned my life beyond a year. Now that I hardly have any more competitive exams to take, and with only a few milestones ahead, this thought has started bothering me again. What should I do with my life? Should I just take a job, and then hop to a better one, then to an even better one and so on? What is my dream job? What is my priority sector? (Not because it is “hot” and “glamorous”, but because I like it). What is my long term goal in life? Is it job? Or is it something else like academia or entrepreneurship?

I don’t know what has happened to me. I don’t know why I am thinking about all these things all of a sudden. May be because of the realization that I have already avoided these questions as much as I could, may be because now these questions demand an answer. I wish I could at least have a clue how to solve these riddles. But I have none. For the first time in my life, I find myself helpless. For the first time in my life, I have got nothing. I am broke!

At the other side of the year...

What date was it? 16th of June? or was it 17th? No, it was 16th, I am sure. The day I arrived at Joka. Yet another campus, yet another degree, yet another platform for battle. I remember, on that day my mind kept on drifting back to the past, my days in school, my days in college, my first day away from home, amidst total strangers. This is what I wrote in my journal that night:-

Today, on my first evening at the IIM campus, or at "Joka" as it is popularly known, memories flash by infront of my eyes. Memories of struggles. The sight of a kid sitting in a rented room in the rural Purulia. The image of that kid sweating in the scorching summer in power cut, but still studying. The memories of the kid getting nightmares of failures and jeers. And now that kid is sitting on another table and writing this.

So far, all I have learnt is, life is fair, irrespective of what people might say. People get exactly what they deserve - no more, no less. Those who work hard and still fail to succeed do so probably because they dont think well, or strategise hard.

Now, at the end of my first year in IIMC, I am more of a manager. I have seen a lot of difficult times in these months, times that have tested me, stretched me beyond my limits, leaving me to discover that they were not my limits after all. I have made new friends, I have learnt new ways to live life. Never in this last one year did I want all this to end, not once. Not even on days when I got no sleep for over 60 hours, not even on days when half the batch criticised my decisions as a student representative. I could find a learning in each and every situation this place put me through, and this explains how much of a value add this place has been to me.

Tonight is practically the last night for our batch as freshers. Yes, there are official deadlines, but then, not all things can be defined in an academic calendar!