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good times…!!!!
Life post ISB…is quite exciting…!
8.00am:
Get up to drop sister to college. Stopped the 1st day to ask her what exactly did she used to do when I wasn’t here. The look I received was the same that our president gave when someone asked him who his barber was. I didn’t bother asking again…!
8.45am:
Come back and read the newspaper. Realize on the 7th page that sleep has better chances of increasing my IQ than this shit…!
10.30am:
“get up and bloody have your breakfast…and that includes milk”
“I haven’t had milk for the past one year…and the same goes for breakfast. Please understand”
“WHEN IN ROME…DO THE ROMANS…”…or translated in english…”when back home…u better have everything that is liquid and white in color…excluding whats on your dirty filthy mind right now…!!”
11.30am:
Plan the day. Call up people…! realize that people actually work till 6 in the evening…or so they claim…
12.30pm:
Step out…yes…at this hour…to buy some grocery for home. Or vegetables…or fruits…or just step out…yes…at this hour…
1.30pm:
Lunch…! That’s if an invitation hasn’t come from the 8967786973 ISBians of the batch of 2006 spending their time at delhi at this precise moment…!
3.00pm:
Go to the car dealer to scan for the best deals…
Conversation are usually like this…
“I need a quote on maruti swift”
“which model”
“LXi”
“sit!”
“thanks”
“want to get it financed”
“yes…do I look as if I have the money”
“that’s also true…!…salaried or business”
“helooooooooooo”
“ok ok…salaried…whats your monthly income”
(an obscene figure is exchanged”
A long stare follows….just the same way as the dad-in-law would view his to be d-i-l. right fron bottom to top…stopping for a few seconds on the face…
And then the rather loud…”what the…!!!!”
“what happened??? U ok…”
“nothing nothing sir. What will you have…tea…coffee…we serve really good cold drink sir”
“no thank you…can we proceed with the quote please”
Now…it really doesn’t help that the college I come from also boasts of a crorepati…! The entire bloody equation becomes unbalanced…and the entire bloody world seems to know abt this crorepati…if not the school…!
Anyways…so the conversation will have some small talk as well…”how was ur experience at IBS…”…(its ISB for god sake…how hard it that…I – S – B )…! “At Kearney is a very nice firm…” (yah…at the precise moment you stop called it ‘at’ and actually call it A – T…it will begin on its path to becoming a good firm…so please…!!!)
Phew…!
5.00pm:
Leave for daily darshan. Either go to her office…or meet at some place…eat something…get a lowdown on the day…exchange some future plans that were drafted in the dreams last night…get into a heated argument…sulk…get normal…and finally its time to leave
8.30pm:
Reach home…wash up
9.30pm:
Dinner…with some serious heart rendering emotional (and jewellery) display on the soaps…!
10.30pm:
On the net…daily mails…reply to atleast 7 people…6 of which didn’t even mail me…!!!
12.30am:
Read my book…then think about all the possible secret societies of the world and the holy grail (and if you haven’t observed…I AM FINISHED WITH THE DA VINCI CODE…6.5 HOURS FLAT…!!!!)
1.30am
Retire to bed…!
Life is good…miss ISB though…! Had an awesome lunch today…with GP, KS and Banno. Went through ISB all over again and cracked our brains on the statistical improbability of 8 people (out of the maximum of 16) from a single block…in a single SV…to have been caught in the honor code. We drafted a mail then and there to JH…requesting him to get that block sanitized…!!!
Work begins this monday. And we are off to goa (for an orientation…!!! HAH!!!) for the next 5 days…! My tryst with E continues…!
Good times…!
~a
was back…am back…
It always works for me…and I am so glad I know that it does…!!!
Going back to ISB helped…! Now the ‘missing’ is at a different level…! I know that things wont be the same…but then something convinced me that they wont be bad either. The same happened the 1st time I came back to India from the US…after that torturous first year…! I didn’t miss home as much…cause something had changed…! That something…worked this time around as well…
So these 6 days were mindblowing fun. The best was meeting E…cause I never thought I would…! And somehow…meeting everyone gave me a rather soothing feeling…! Its like…”they will be there always…so don’t worry…”…! Had a blast everyday…partying all night…DJ199 also played…and the entire atmosphere was surprisingly very nice…!
The new batch is awesome…to say the least. An extremely hyperactive…hyper-hectic…and supercool bunch of young people…! And some exceptionally talented individuals…and some awesomely experienced set of professionals…! It was lovely interacting with them…and a wonderful feeling to be on the other side…
It’s funny…and weird…! I left for the orientation on the 15th…exactly a year since I 1st reached ISB. And things have changed so much…the nervous questions have been replaced by the confident replies…the anxious thoughts about the placements have been replaced by the proud “I shall be joining AT Kearney at their Delhi Office” statement…the lost look amongst 345 odd students…replaced by their names…their faces…and their friendship…!
And this is what life is…! In 2 simple words…MOVING ON…!
Looking forward…and this time really so…for a totally new chapter…!
Lots to things to do…
Sell off my bike
Buy a new car
Find an alternative source of funds…credit cards and R’s money not allowed anymore…!
Buy formal wear…
Collect my books frm V’s house
Read up on my MBA main courses…!
Finish the ‘Da Vinci Code’…FOR GOD SAKE…!
withdrawal….
i normally think of myself as an emotionally strong person. yes…i am emotional…no doubt…! but then emotions have rarely influenced the way i behave…in a negative manner…or in a manner that is ‘not me’…
but not this time. something as gotten over me…! i just cant stop missing isb…i just cant get myself together. everyone back at delhi is questioning me…”what the hell is wrong with you”…and i hv no reply…! i really dont.
its surely not ISB per se….i know its the people…! i am missing the girls…i am missing the marketing guys…i am missing being in my room and being knocked at on the window…am missing listening to my music with the dimlight on…am missing the late night coversations with E…and the tickling of S…and the pranks with P…and teasing B on everything under the sun…
god….withdrawal sucks…!
the last night was torture. S’s parents…the girls…me and my parents had gone to paradise for dinner. came back arnd 10ish…picked up A on the way….and were hanging out at E’s place while she packed. remembering all that happened the past one yr…! it was depressing…! i just cudnt get myself to smile…! i cudnt get myself to feel ecited abt anything tht lay ahead of me. its was jst god damn depressing…
then we went for a brief walk to the pool…came back even more depressed. the flight was at 4.30…and it was 2.30 already. so G and S went to sleep. E and i went to my room…for the ‘last supper’…! i went abt my usual gyan…do this in dubai…dont do this…etc etc. and yah…while saying all tht…i had tears…! she cudnt stop herself as well…! it was agonizing..! i never thought i wud be feeling like this for someone…if one had asked me a yr back. the only thing worse…though far far worse…was talking to R the 1st night i spent alone at MSU. i remember what a vacuum i had felt tht time….and this last night at ISb reminded me of that…!
unfortunately…due to our delayed arrival at te airport…i didnt get a chance for a proper closure with E. and what sucks is that we wont meet again….for a yr now. i am meeting everyone else for the orientation…but she isnt coming.
anyways….life moves on…is what they say. and i wud believe them. an awesome yr of my life has come to an end…and i cant thank got enough for it. it was much much more than i ever thought it cud be….in more ways that anyone can ever imagine…
withdrawal sucks…
~a
was back…am back…
It always works for me…and I am so glad I know that it does…!!!
Going back to ISB helped…! Now the ‘missing’ is at a different level…! I know that things wont be the same…but then something convinced me that they wont be bad either. The same happened the 1st time I came back to India from the US…after that torturous first year…! I didn’t miss home as much…cause something had changed…! That something…worked this time around as well…
So these 6 days were mindblowing fun. The best was meeting E…cause I never thought I would…! And somehow…meeting everyone gave me a rather soothing feeling…! Its like…”they will be there always…so don’t worry…”…! Had a blast everyday…partying all night…DJ199 also played…and the entire atmosphere was surprisingly very nice…!
The new batch is awesome…to say the least. An extremely hyperactive…hyper-hectic…and supercool bunch of young people…! And some exceptionally talented individuals…and some awesomely experienced set of professionals…! It was lovely interacting with them…and a wonderful feeling to be on the other side…
It’s funny…and weird…! I left for the orientation on the 15th…exactly a year since I 1st reached ISB. And things have changed so much…the nervous questions have replaced the confident replies…the anxious thoughts about the placements have replaced the proud “I shall be joining AT Kearney at their Delhi Office” statement…the lost look amongst 345 odd students…replaced by their names…their faces…and their friendship…!
And this is what life is…! In 2 simple words…MOVING ON…!
Looking forward…and this time really so…for a totally new chapter…!
Lots to things to do…
- Sell off my bike
- Buy a new car
- Find an alternative source of funds…credit cards and R’s money not allowed anymore…!
- Buy formal wear…
- Collect my books frm V’s house
- Read up on my MBA main courses…!
- Finish the ‘Da Vinci Code’…FOR GOD SAKE…!
1 year…
Tomorrow shall be the last day at ISB…in terms of classes. What started almost 11 months back…shall be reaching a sweet finale…and trust me…it’s a lovely feeling to have been a witness to these 11 months…!
A look back…
Then:
Class starts at 2.30pm. 90% of the class is on their seats at 2.15pm…the professor comes at 2.25!!
Now:
Class starts at 2.30pm…9% of the class in on their seats at 2.30pm…the professor comes at 2.29…!
Then:
Assignment due Monday 8.30am. Work starts on Friday…with an hour of discussion. Followed by a group discussion on Saturday for 2 hours or so…and then writing up the report…together…for the next 5 hours. Turn it insunday 10pm
Now:
Assignment due Monday 8.30am. emails goes out on Saturday. No response…! Reminder email Sunday afternoon. No response. Sunday 5pm…email goes out distributing the questions within the group members. 1 guy incharge of collation. Monday 4am he gets all the questions. Copies them onto a final doc…prints…turns it in…Monday 5am…!
Then:
Case to be discussed for the Wednesday class. Tuesday night…open the coursepack…read the case…make notes…enter class…do CP…and I mean insightful CP…go home victorious
Now:
Case to be discussed for the Wednesday class. Wednesday afternoon…finish lunch by 1.30…chat till 2pm…start reading the case…finish the 1st page by 2.30…enter class…follow the discussion for 15 minutes…raise your hand… “I wished to state the same fact…you see…Gillette is a shaving products brand…and blah blah blah…”…go home victorious
Then:
“What was that guy’s name…what was that guy’s name…shit…how could I forget…what was that guy’s name…”
Now:
“what was that guy’s pre-ISB salary…what did he get now…shit…how could I forget…what is he getting now…”
Then:
Get up at 8…go the gym…then classes…read up in the evening…hv dinner…read up again…sleep at 12…
Now:
Sleep at 8…wake up at 10…class…come back and sleep…class…come back and sleep…gym…dinner…movie…chatting…surfing…reading…sleep at 4…wake up by phonecall…talk…surf…porn…sleep at 8
1 year…completely changed me…!
1 year…
~a
PS: the next post shall be the best and worst of moments, things, people (?)…shall hv to work on it a bit though…!
yay..!
GSB organized a party after 40 days…and boy…people surely missed having one all this while…if the speed with which the booze flew was any indication…! Scheduled to start at 9.30…there were 5 guys at the party by 11.30…3 of which were the organizers…! Our hypothesis was that people will come straight to the party after turning in the ‘world literature’ assignment at midnight.
And we were right…
At 12.30…there were atleast 60 odd people…swarming the bar…sucking the ‘honey’ out of it all…! DJ199 was trying his hard to bloody get those people moving their arse and start to boogie-woogie a bit…but to not much success. He must have tried everything under the sun…rang de Basanti 3 times in 10 minutes…(the song is 2 minutes btw…!)…tera suroor…uska suroor…summer moon…winter sun…what not…! But nahhhhhhhhh…liquor comes first dude…
And then comes VS… “boss…aisa hai…thoda sa Amitabh chala do. Phir dekhna”. WTF…! Amitabh???? What is this…? The 80s…! what are we…? AB addicts??? But then…you know sometimes…it’s a good thing that people who are older to you…are there to tell you what to do. We got a CD of his originals…and started… “o rang barse…bhege chunarwari…rang barse…”
The crowd went mad…!
1.30am…atleast 100 people on the dance floor…
“jiski biwi kaali…o kaali hey kaali…jiski biwi kaali…uska bhi bada naam hai…”
It was pretty much an exciting ride from then on. Music went up till 5.30 in the morning…non-stop…from bangra to trance to rock to pop..! mind blowing fun…! I danced like crazy…
At the end of it all…I had been kissed…ok…on the cheek…and ok…by 4 guys…! not to mention that atleast 5 more had threatened to kill me as well…for the music that was being played…! :)
Good fun…
The quiz is happening at 5…! Should be fun…only if people turn up in the right numbers…! Lets hope…!
Looking forward to the week…the party on the 1st…and then the goa trip…! Yay…!
~a
we won….
life was awesome today…as always…
attended the classes…realized that R was a god in his past life…and when i say god i mean those individuals who know everything…so much…so so much…that ideally they should have graduated to the level of god in this life…! sadly..the motion didnt pass in the parliament..and here they are..as a human again. anyways..so back to him..that dude rocks. i mean…rocks real ‘hard..’. he knows a lot for his age and size (and i mean the height here!)..! it so awesome to hear him speak about individuals whose parents would have taken 2 days to pronounce their names. we were discussing ‘Thus Spake Zarathustra’…and Nietsche’s philosphy…! and he brilliantly went through the ideas…!
at times i feel that even though i am never satisfied with myself…i never really work towards reaching that next level. i wish i could…and its disgusting that i dont…knowing very well what i have to do. i loved the discussion on emerson today. his idea of non-confmity set me thinking. if i were to categorize myself i would call myself a conformist. i havent done much in life against what society has laid down in front of me. ofcourse…except for the decision to not go for engineering and coming back to India while pursuing my PhD at MSU. however, i wont really pride upon these…! for me…non-formity should be largely emotive. if i feels that someone is not being nice to me…do i kill myself and still act nice to him/her…jst cause thats the ‘right’ thing to do..! the entire idea of emerson was to follow what you truly believe…even if it doesnt fall in place with societal norms…!
anyways…
so..after lunch…behavioral finance happened…sleep happened…and after an hour i realized that i rather sleep back home than in class and abuse the professor. so i left…for the first time at ISB…midway…during the class. felt weird….but no much as soon as i reached home. :)
read khuswant…and then slept for a good 2 hrs. went to the gym…took a shower…had dinner…and then went for a 20 question competition..teaming up with G and S. and…WE WON…G was great at the questions…S at answering them…and me at coming up with stupid comments all through…with least value add. i did do some fair bit of guessing…and so did G…such as this one time when we had fictional characters as the round. she asked me…is it a cat…i replied no…and she goes…garfield…?????
200 bucks each…sweet money for an hour of fun…!
i might go for a mass this friday…really looking forward to it..!
fun times…lifes good…!
~a
life…the last 2 weeks…
· Days are passing…
· Emotions are sounding more like their definition…
· Academics is experiencing the worst neglect in years…
· There are more movie DVDs on my table than E’s hair (!!!!)…
· More books than the DVDs…
· Have started clicking randomly with my digicam (finally!!!)
· Sleep at 5…wake up at 9…both a.m.!
· Gym for 2 hours
· 3 magazines everyday
· Khushwant singh rocks in “truth love and a little malice”
· Went out for an awesome dinner to Waterfront with E and S…brilliant food…fun company…!
· Played cricket for 10 hours over 2 days
· Have finalized a trip to goa in the 1st week of april.
· Am conducting a quiz this weekend
· Open air screening of movies shall begin from tomorrow
· Feel sorry for the behavioral finance prof every Monday and Wednesday…but then…
· Totally enjoy the world literature ‘discourses’ by Rajeshwar…!
· Only 2 weeks to go…
· Only 2 weeks to go…
Life…!
~a
PS: shall be uploading a lot of snaps clicked during this period. The 1st set is available at http://www.flickr.com/photos/warikoo/sets/72057594086540951/
then…now…life’s good…ditto…
It’s the herd effect…or maybe everyone is actually housing the same feelings within. Suddenly all the blogs are talking about the same things…
…how ISB has changed them in this one year…
…how they shall miss this time…
…how what the alums said turned out to be EXACTLY true…we didn’t think so at that time…
…how…
…how…
So why not…another one in the chain…
Then: There are smart people…not so smart people…and some people who choose not to be smart…
Now: There are smart people…smarter people…and some people who just can’t help being smart
Then: How hard can a 1 year MBA be…I mean…24 hours in a day…that’s close to 86400 seconds dude…
Now: Yeah right…!
Then: Stock prices increase because people buy them…or what do I care…as long as they increase…
Now: Hmmm…so that’s how they move…u can actually write an equation to explain the human behavior…!!!
Then: Relationships formed during an MBA are similar to relationships that you form with the driver in the car next to you…while waiting at the traffic signal
Now: Yeah right…!
Then: ok…I do know that it shall be fun…but aren’t these guys exaggerating…for god sake…its jst a course right…!!!
Now: Phew…! That was some ride…! Once more…!
Then: I am worth atleast 10+ in the job out of ISB
Now: Why the hell was NIS even paying me in my last job…did I know even shit…!
Then: If you are nice to people…people will appreciate that…all the time…who wouldn’t…!
Now: Yeah right…!
Then: People are awesome…no matter who they are…where they come from…what they do…and whether they like you or not…
Now: People are awesome…no matter who they are…where they come from…what they do…and whether they like you or not…
Then: life’s good…
Now: ditto…!
~a
any clues…!!!???
Longggggg time…! A combination of feasibility and laziness…!
Had gone down to delhi for 5 days…! Wasn’t really planned till very close to the departure…following which I requested R to fix up meetings with a gazillion people…! And chalked out m itinerary. Had an awesome time…as always…the weather was mindblowing…it rained like crazy one night…and the effect lasted for the entire trip.
Also watched the memoirs of a geisha. Very nicely done…beautiful art work…though the story is something only a native can truly appreciate. I for one couldn’t understand why a 40 year old would once ‘make’ a 12 yr old fall in love with him…so much so that she grows up to become a geisha one day and be chosen by him…and lo behold…after 20 odd years that does happen. Ofcourse the fact that these 20 years don’t show on that man…is a different movie altogether…! The story was close to the taboo series…! :)
Met with a lot of people as well. and R didn’t stop bragging about my compensation…something with the right intention but with disastrous effects on my face…which usually turned blood red and was chosen by the guy sitting on the next table as the most expressive face of the year..!
The flight out of Delhi was a pain in the most sensitive part of the anatomy…! Scheduled for 8.00…it left at 11.45…and I was finally in my room at 2.45am…! Thankfully…met with a very interesting Canadian couple…husband working at Bangalore for the past 1.5 yrs…in a company that is into movie animation software Maya (the same was used for the movie Matrix…30% of which was done at the Bangalore site). Unfortunately…they are closing shop in July and moving back to Canada. They say that India has become costly for them…! Which is pretty weird. Because everyone here is being fed on the ‘low cost market’ dose…!
It was fun though talking about their experiences here at India. It was funny how we got started though…! There was this gentleman in the queue for the boarding pass. He was carrying luggage which would have probably kept an entire family running for a year. And Air Deccan was probably experiencing the worst day of its existence…! So huge line buildups…and what nots. And suddenly this gentleman ‘feels’ that the dude behind him…has managed to break the line and come ahead. And he starts off…BLAHBLAHBLAHALBHA $%#%*&%&@%#@^@#…ofcourse it takes only 1 microcell in the human brain to figure that if you are in the line…have a ticket…and there is only 1 guy who has managed to creep ahead of u…then the chances of you getting on that plane is almost 110%…!
But no…! sher-e-punjab…! Picks up a fight…! And guess who is right behind that guy in the line…yup…the Canadian couple…scared out of their wits…almost peeing in their pants…! So I basically asked them to simply step aside…handed them coke and large popcorn…and give them the enjoy go-ahead…!
Anyways…
Came back this Monday…and have been lazing around and busy doing that ever since. Placements almost nearing an end…so large plans are floating around for the remaining time at ISB. From dunking the dean…(??????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!)…to trips to Goa…to parties and what have yous…! Seems to be a good time ahead…!
Something funny happened on Monday. I get a call from a Hyderabad number
Caller (a girl): Hello…is this Mr. Ankur
Me: Speaking
Caller: Good morning sir. I am calling from ICICI. We give off something called personal loans. Would you be interested…!
Me: (Give off…???? Wtf…!!): ummm…no…thanks for asking
Caller: OK sir. Sir…one more thing…what does Ankur mean…?
Me: (Ankur means answering the most wacky question ever asked by a telemarketing person)…ummm…it means a seedling…why do you ask?
Caller: ok sir…thank you…
?????????!!!!!!!!!!
Any clues…????
~a
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