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Another mail, a tribute to B School

This is somethign that i meant to do for a long time, but a mail froma frnd asking for details necessitated it. brief overview, with lots more unsaid, it still is a starting point.

hi P--,
Sorry for the late ans. First of all,... .
then, you asked about my MBA.
MBA!...i did it in IMI. it was a totally different experience, and if not anything there were so many things that thinking wise there have been a lot of changes. First of all, for the first time i was staying away from home. Though I did not feel the difference, yet it was new, and i joined with so many apprehensions. Not least amongst them were the rumors that you hear outside about life in a b-school. Also, as you mentioend, i joined a week or more later because of graduation exams. i was lucky to go to an institute where frndship was prized more than anything, and there wasnt much PNPC. no backlashing, or linking up of ppl unnecessarily, except as open jokes. classes were varied, subjects I had never done, had no idea of, and where Botany made not the slightest difference. Infact ppl from commerce and other disciplines were a league ahead because there were some subjects like accuonts etc, which they alerady knew. With 8-9 subjects to be finished every 3 months, knowing a few really helped!
Studying was very different there. It was all group studies, with professor notes, and lots of books! but we hardly ever spent time in the library. or studied. i can say for sure that for none of the exams did i study for more than 4 hours! there were always surprise tests, which were important...10% each for the total marks in the subject or so. apart from that, there were projects that had to be done. real life case scenarios where u were supposed to use what u learn in the subject...either in conjunction witha company, or emni.
about life on campus. i hardly slept. went to bed at around 4am or later, and wake up by 8am for an 830am class. only sundays did we sleep..from around 6 in the mornign to 12 in the afternoon! what did we do all night? work on a project, watch movies on computers, download music, party, dance, talk, anything! there was never enough time to do everything. whatever we did seemed too little. all this still remains with me.
hunger at night was a perpetual syndrome. the mess food was good, but of course we did not like it. so we used to eat again at a dhaba outside college - aaloo and chicken parathas...made beautifully, and pretty cheap, with loads of butter, achaar and pepsi. then at 1 in the night we would be hungry, and thus go out in delhi and buy and eat something...parathas again. each paratha would be Rs 4 (aaloo) and be enough for filling u up or v long. i could barely ever finish one paratha!
int he first two months i gained 10kgs! then i stabilised... thankfully did not gain any more wt, though my eating habits didnt change, and neither did my sleeping habits. my parents were like "ppl go to hostel and lose wt!!" but p--, all the boys lost wt!!!
then after staying awake all the night we would be sleepy in class. we all mastered sleeping in class so that the professor could not make out, or we would be able to answer any questions. we had also devised some questions (survival tactic) which we could ask any professor, and it be valid. so that they thought we were paying attention ;) it was fun.
we all really enjoyed ourselves. minimal rules, freedom, responsibility, yet not too much. we learnt a lot about life, learning, and value of real frnds.
there is so much, i could go on and on, but i will not bore u any more!
this is long enough for today!

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4th Aug, 2005 04:36 (UTC)
pure nostalgia
well written blog/mail.. .Being part of the same experience as you and having shared more than a few things in common i feel entitled to write a bit more..
I guess i have never actually owned up, but in hindsight which as they say is always 20/20 my days in b-school are among the best of my life. I remember life there not for the big things, or at any rate that other people rated big- such as tests grades, but for the smaller things..not the least being friends. Possibly my biggest gain in those two years, along with the sheer joy of being with people who think alike, and understanding the strange ways in which that equation operates. :)
I could go on, but this is your blog dippy dont want to get the attention away from your post.
4th Aug, 2005 05:40 (UTC)
Re: pure nostalgia
ya i know sash, and there is so much more that is packed in those 2 yrs, i cant even begin to write! this was a mail to an old college frnd, and i just wanted to give an overall picture...daily routing kind of stuff. theres so much emotional information to add!! someday ill have to take out the time to do so!
Its like a lifetime of excitement and "life" packed in a small package.
most of all, it was the last time we studied. for the time being at least.
4th Aug, 2005 04:50 (UTC)
I wish I could write glowing paeans about my 2 years there. For starters, I was never a hosteller-which in itself eliminates about 90% of the nostalgia and bonding that could have occurred. I had a good time in my first year, considering u guys were the batch before me (tragedy of tragedies, I never got to know either of you while we were all there!!). Things started getting to me, watching vacuous presentations by students and teachers alike, who take 20 slides to explain what can be summarized in a sentence. AP and his ego trips during strategy classes, and worst of all, the dog eat cat eat dog way in which people obsessed over grades.
But anyway, I shouldn't rain on your parade, because there were things I enjoyed as well. The gamerz league died a natural death after the departure of said hallowed company, the quake 3 deathmatches were sorely missed. I introduced my batch to Unreal Tournament, but unfortunately, we had nobody that could challenge me as well as any of the luminaries of 2001-2003. :-D
I recall nights of driving back as fast as my old Zen could go, pigging out on Pandey's puffy parathas, and munching mindblowing momos at the aforementioned dhabas.
I also realized the value of RBS(realtime bull-shitting) as exemplified by several people in my batch. I followed up with the time worn tactic of 'if you cannot convince them, confuse them.'
Looking back, I did have a nice time, but nothing quite as great as you guys describe it.
4th Aug, 2005 05:43 (UTC)
Re: Hmm..
yeah Rex I know. tis a pity, that u did not haev as much fun as possible...but what can i say!
BC or RBS (as u called it) was an integral part fo life on campus, and so were the impromptu anythings!
as for me, one of the other things was my absence from the girls hostel most of the times. i was an honorary member of the boys hostel, and a spy in the girls hostel ;) as sash will vouch for...and u probably know!
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