moments of realization

In just about hours from now, I will be relieved from my internship. I sit completely idle on my desk; full of memories and moments and i don't know why but there is a pinch in my heart today. I realize that I am slowly drifting away from my best friends. It’s a sudden revelation and all I can do now is to reflect on what went wrong. I thought I’d write a thousand words here, but the feeling is so overwhelming that I can’t write anymore.


Wish they were here with me.. as of now, I think I can’t tell, heaven from hell……..

rig a ding ding.. humming for joy

Ah! The title is weird coz the tune is stuck in my head for last two days.. it comes in a whiz and goes away..  aaaaaaaaa rig a ding ding..  rig a ding ding dong.. Chuck it for now. Finally, I have changed the title of my two week old blog. It may seem to be lifted from some other ‘famous’ quote but that’s just a stochastic allegation.

To continue with my perils at Mumbai, this was my last weekend and I did what exactly I’d do, travel. It began with a movie. The famous DDLJ show at Maratha mandir was beyond words. I could feel the pleasure of watching a masterpiece for the xx time; it’s out of counts now, still a refreshing experience to watch a gem on 70mm screen. The whistles, the claps of a full house crowd, me breaking the cold drink bottle, it was all so amazing. J

Then came the moment of destiny, I wanted to go to AKSA beach, my ‘friends’ didn’t. They refused to go, I still went with a handful to the illustrious place. The last time I went to that place, it was secluded, this Sunday thanks to the high tide; it was nothing less to a mini juhu beach scenario. But then we finally found out a less crowded corner and there..!!  ya that’s the moment..  it happened…..

The waves hitting me, the might of the sea, the sun sliding in clouds, the breeze hitting my face, I forgot every suffering I went through in my whole internship period. For a change I could smile freely, I could thank my ‘friends ‘for not being there to spoil the moment, it was rebirth as the waves hit me again and again with that consistent frail but not giving up.  Every gentle stroke of waves energized me to get up and smile, a thought struck me; maybe friends matter in life, maybe love matters but what matters the most is your happiness, I mean aren’t these friends or girlfriends meant to bring joy to your life. If you find a source of happiness within yourself, why not cherish it…?

And so I’m humming a tune, I’m smiling, I’m bunking office to sleep...coz it makes me happy..

All other things can just wait FOREVER...  J

A rig a ding ding.. 

a rig a ding ding dong du dum ..

btw a funny thing happened, one of my friend wanted to race with me on the beach, in shallow water, swarno began the race, 3.. 2.. 1 and chapak.. my friend was down.. all wet in a gush of wave..lol the race got over even before it started!!  it was fun..

An IDEA that changes my life.... and possibly a few more

The official response system in India is praised all over the world for its “efficiency” (lol) and “effectiveness” (plz stop..!! :P), the difference between the two terms shall be explained to you by Jeeva  who is known in IIMS for his elucidate reply on this one.

So, we have a ‘system’ in place and there is a ‘channel’ for everything, you have to communicate everything through the proper channel to get heard (fair enuf makes sense –SAIGARU). The only problem with this mode of working is that in an era of emails and info on the go, the channel simply acts as a bottleneck in relaying information from one end to the other ultimately defeating the purpose of its creation.

While some may argue that it is necessary to have the system in order to filter out relevant information from the irrelevant one, my argument is simple – if you are to decide what is relevant and irrelevant, where is my thought process?(main buddhu nahi hu). Also, It makes no sense for me to support such channels that ultimately create individuals who are stressed out with no time left for their life and a significant amount of people cribbing against them.

What can be the solution to such a situation? In my point of view, (and I repeat it’s MY point of view) why can’t we have an open system in place. Imagine a place where the admin is directly responsible to the stakeholders (trueee... isn’t it?), there is a simple forum like PG or an online community (official) where all issues can be directly dealt by the stakeholders. It would make the organization more leaner, keep power hungry people off bay who try all means to gain power and lesser interpersonal conflicts (you can’t blame the internet!)

This way, the system will not breed autocracy (hopefully) and eases the life for the poor few who suffer for no individual fault of their own. Imagine this happening on a national level (Nandan Nilekani’s   UID system rocks btw) and you are looking at a country which is more responsive and open to public. I know most of this doesn’t make sense to the majority but still I would ask this question to the few who get the feel… isn’t this a great idea?   

Note – Idea based on real life experiences.   :)

Story teller..

Once upon a time there was a boy and a girl. They were very good friends, they used to share their good and the bad moments and trusted each other a lot. Don’t get confused here, these are not love birds. The girl loved someone else, a prince actually and the boy (hero of this story) was happy for the girl.

Now, the problem with this friendship was that the boy had a constant fear; the fear of falling in love with the girl. The logic for this fear was that the boy had seen a lot of Hollywood movies and he was not sure of his chances to maintain the friendship and in case he fell in love, it would have wrecked havoc in girl’s life. So, the boy decides to tell the girl a fake sad story about himself, the girl believes the boy and sympathizes for the boy.

As time passes by, the boy thinks its time to ‘pull the plug’; he tells the girl that he lied to her. The girl who used to blindly trust the boy feels cheated and goes away from the boy.  

The boy did it, he sacrificed his friendship to make sure the girl is happy in the long run (economist’s logic). Now, I have a question for all of you :

• 1.       Is the boy correct in doing this to the girl?
• 2.       Is the girl correct in leaving the boy?
• 3.       What is the real meaning of love? For e.g. In this case - sacrifice or being the friend forever...?

Hope I’ve given enough food for thought. The intent of this story and questions is to look at what defines 'friendship' and 'love' for you. I don't have the answers to anything, just have situations to imagine.. :)

Rebirth

The sensible me wants to write, say nice things to all. So, I finally muster up the courage to begin my blog. The possible reasons could be

a)                 a)   I’m too bored at my internship

b)                b)   Everyone is into blogging in my batch

c)                 c)  Or maybe I just want the world to listen to me

Well to be diplomatic, I would say all of these are partly responsible for it.

And I begin with my learnings from a year at IIMS. Never realized the time would run so fast.

1)      Grades don’t matter

Mind you I’m in a batch of 66 academic gems<lol> with 40 gold medalists and I still have the 'balls’ to say it. In the three terms that went by, I’ve seen anybody and I mean anybody score a 10 in QT I, the same fellow scored a 7 next term in QT II (that’s me btw :P ). For some people, it was tough to accept ( I remember an angry jeeva who said ‘ why am I studying so much if people are not serious’) but then everyone gets into the mode of last moment submission^TM 

2)      You are doing a fake MBA if you get 7 consecutive days of peace

 This is something which all of you know but won’t agree in public, just when you enter an IIM, some issue or the other will come up to disturb the peace of mind. A mail would shoot from certain people stating ‘this happened and that happened and we need to blah blah..’ and suddenly you find everyone coming up with brilliant<rofl> ideas to solve it ending nowhere. The point is in an IIM, there is so much to do that you just can’t imagine a peaceful period and that’s where you get all the learning(my opinion).

3)       Wear formals while going to the bathroom

 For all of us who used to live in separate boys hostels where a girl was the last thing to be seen, the IIMS experience was quite thrilling. Whenever you are going to the bathroom, you will find girls wandering in the wing as if they are looking for you only. One of my friend baba ‘actually’ made this comment that we should consider visiting bathrooms in formals to impress them..hmm  not bad and I second him ( rana and golden boy are nodding in the background..btw they were caught changing clothes.. :P)

4)      If your friend has a girlfriend and you don’t, better find one quick

 Now it’s a B school, we are all ‘mature’ fellows and its obvious to look out for ‘just friends’, not an issue really. But, the issue arises when your friend gets it and you have to adjust.  I am not saying more on this thing coz there is a year left at IIMS. And, I’m happy for my friend.

5)     Nothing beats good friends and peer learning is the best way to learn

I have never learned so much in such a little time. The credit goes to my peers, who strive to learn regardless of the hectic schedule, the qualified faculty<lmao> also promotes peer to peer learning. The best thing to happen in IIM is to find good friends, the pressure, the night outs all become so much fun with them. Thank you all for being my friends. I, learned for example these amazing vocab enhancers seriously, jabar, pelis, haww, lapada khaoge, Bring it on,SIMB etc..  

6)      Develop a hobby/ B plan/club or committee

 For all the hectic  schedule, it is highly recommended that you are doing something other than extra curricular. Few glittering example include – writing anonymous mails, spamming, making tea, Abra B-plans etc.  the trick is to do something so that you sleep late in order to miss early morning lectures.

Well, there are many things worth mentioning, but I’m running short on time. Leave you to revel on the memories that strike with each incident. Do drop in your comments, I may reply if the comments are not bullish. Till then, take care JAI MATA DI lets rock !!!  :)