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!
