February 14th, the day when cupids are flying all over the ears, the heart skips beating with the sight of the every other person of opposite sex. The heart calls to ask is she the one for me. Is she the one who will be mine…. and suddenly you turn around and you realise she is not the one for you. The one who just came down walking down is the one for you and the story continues. Heart breaks and rose takes are things you can see round the corner. The amazing fun behind the story is that suddenly everyone on this earth starts falling in love. I have heard that when one falls in love there is a tickle which is all over your heart and mind. Suddenly every person in this world on a fix date start feeling that tickle. Just another Feb 4teen (Analogus to Y2K) problem. The day is good, nice weaher and sudenly the colors start changing. Roses being transffered and feeling being conveyed. Messages and emotons flowing across hearts like the money flows from government’s pockets to fiscal deficits. All the more what makes things confusing is that whether the rosses end up in the heart or be the ground art the day ends over a wine and tarts (though reasons differ from bliss and kisses to ditches). All this exercise whole day finally comes to end when the day is called of.
The next morning …. it’s a brand new day (though some hangover is still there) and yesterday was just another day.
The movie is a bit different from the league movie. Not the typical happy ending types and to me the most important thing it raises up the same question that lingers in my mind, “Why is the system, the way it is? Why the system is compromising on the standards of the country?” the point which is put across in the movie and it also haunts me sometime where is it going to end. The way innocent guys of college like us, who are just having fun in their life go out to kill a politician. The strange thing is that which movie high lights is that our generation next has adopted a lot of western ways, there are many pubs and lounge, more one night stands, more girls out in less of clothes…… But still there is the feeling of belongingness in them for the country. They say that they don’t care about the country and want to go abroad to ettle there and many of them really do but most of them do come back when the country really calls them. The way the country is going has to change. The present students are the people who will make the country and run it tomorrow. And what the system is offering them- the lessons to bribe the local police officer and run your bikes without proper papers. The important issue is why the system is compromising on the standard of the young generations. We have been talking about the corporate big words the six sigma implementation. Are the processes in the institutes which are converting our youths to the talent pool in place. Are their proper hecks and balances in place that every child in india who goes through an education in India will get a minimum level of qualty education. The corruption is existant in every country in the world but the form and effect of corruption is very important. The corruption should not meddle with the basic infrastructure and amneties. The movie shows how an army officer crashes down in a mig and the minister blames him as a careless officer. The point is if a mig crashes of bad plane condition then also its the fault of the government processes which comes into making of the deals for the migs and their spare parts, and even if the pilot was not competent enough (which was not in the case of the movie) then also the processes of the government which were responsible for the selection and pilots accesibility of migs were defective and in both cases the govt is responsible.
The corruption is not only in the form where the bribes are taken and money is siphoned of from the taxes. The more dangerous form of teh corruption is when even after taking out money the work done is sub standard. No one bribes people to be lax at work but still train accidents keep on happening because the processes are not in place.
Overall the movie was very good and an eye opener kind. Which tells the extremities the corruption could lead and it also showed a possible dreadful end the way our system is going.
Thats all for now… till next post Adieu!!!
It’s not always you feel something like this, a new experience, six people first time an unexplored city and one whole night. It’s not always you have days like this in your life. Destiny is something which changes almost everythig. Sometimes an impulse change your outlook. There is so much unpredictable about life. Somethings you never expect and they happen, and other times you don’t even think about a thing and they change all the equations of your life. As Richard Bach has said life is nothing but the choices you make, every choice you make changes your life by a great extent. Sitting on a small corner amidst smoke of burning cigarettes a voice cracks an idea and whole life changes for all the listeners and the speakers. The people who wouldn’t have known each other more than their names, would know each other to an extent that they would never forget each other and the night. “Lets have some fun” a line as simple like that can have so much change in the lives of people is really unimaginable. Life is strange and it really is…The clock was ticking to Celine Deon’s tunes singing a new day but the fun for the people had not yet begin, the joy of speed was coming over them and the some lives were about to change. The half crescent moon shining the way for them being their better half for the journey on the day of life. The silence of the night was constantly being challenged by the roaring of the engines, and the flowing adrenaline. The first halt was rather unexpected when the one of the roaring spirits needed some more spirit to fuel the journey ahead.
One thing which I generally like about the stones in my way is that when I cross them they become my milestones. The first milestone was formed over the barriers of silence over some hot steaming brew, and the darkness about other ceding over the temptation of exploring life. The aroma of the place went across the minds and thoughts of the people, laughing heart out over a spilled coffee. The life takes jinx when the old meets the new and the next stop arised unimaginable. The little riding experience over the dead man’s lane, the first time of the pushes with the heels, the slow and noisy turning of the wheels of fortune, making new friends. The little laugh and scolding for the missing blinking lights, everything to be known and exploring still more to know. Sometimes standing beside the closed gate can be the key to wide open gates of heart. The chemistry amidst started in the cafe and was running express with the darkness being fought by little twinkling lights and the sudden flash like lightning making the memories for the lifetime. The smoke flowing over and above burning coal and the sweet smell of the peach fruit made the whole area an enlightened stage to host stories of life. With some stories being hosted the other stories were made. The presence of each other was never lively before ever and every minute was a new choice wrting the new chapters in life. The still in the spirits were not tolerable to the destiny when the ride back to discover the new arenas was falling into place. The little games of life are amazing, the all different piece were being fitted all into the place. The little mouths speaking the truth and the lies, whatever the mouth did spoke but the luck was in for a Bingo. Strange questions of life are never understood but some times the stranger answers for thequestions are. The night had everything in store for them conmfort, fun, frolic, a small party and an experience of a life time. The night which felt like an unending past through in all this frenzy ended so quickly that all the twist and turns in the life were felt like they flew past by. The night had ended and the rays of dawn were lighting the whole world. There was a moment when everyone turning back to different worlds in their hearts and minds knowing for sure the night would come back……….. The fun would start again and cross over to set new milestones. Strangers were now friends. Adieu!!!!!!
This is one of the most costly blog entry I have ever made. Why? I am sitting in a class and as usual the professor sucks and now when I did some homework that what is it costing me to be here and listen to all this worthless nonsense is a fortune. It pains and trust me, it pains really hard. You know sometimes I wonder when I feel like this what the people who were working in really goood organizations and left their jobs, pay, office everything in hope to come here that they will get some decent value with a lot of business sense. You know why I feel MBA SUCKS is because this is what I am paying for my MBA-
Annual Fees in SIBM Rs90,000.00
Cost of laptop on account of 60% depreciation Rs30,000.00
Annual Salary which I would have got at TCS Rs206,000.00
(Micro Eco told me this is Opportunity Cost)
Interest @ Rate of 5% compunded 6 monthly) Rs16,503.75
Total Annual Cost I am paying to study at SIBM Rs342,503.75
Monthly cost of MBA Rs28,541.98
No. of Pd’s in a month (Ideal Case) 144
Cost per Hour of every lecture at SIBM Rs198.21
So I am writing this blog for Rs. 198.21/hr andd trust me I would have really appreciated that I would have soemthing of business sense out of this money but whatever is going in this class I find writing this blog far more value adding as compared to listening to the class. To add to pain one of my very good friends sitting just at my back finds his interest in reading what I am writing instead of the class and for him this costs increases to Rs. 346.56 / lecture as he left a job after working for two years. I GUESS THE HONEYMOON IS OVER. And everyone is waiting for the MBA to get over and rock in the real corporate world to prove their mettle. Adieu!!!
Sometimes the most weird of the work can be a fun. The idea of cleaning the whole college by the MBA students on the first instance sounded like crazy. We had been hearing a lot about cleaning of the college, which is a tradition, before the Campus Placement start the juniors volunteer to wash clean the whole college. The day is referred as the cleaning day or rather cleaning night. The night started on 10th of December where we turned up in large numbers to clean the college. The things in the night started when me, Reena, Sumeet and Mayur were having dinner and making plans for sipping up coffee at Barista, when Shlokie called and said we were about to begin and he wanted us for support. We dropped the idea of the coffee and went back to the college. The college and all the classes where we get bored everyday by idiotic lectures presentation were all open and empty, free to face the stampede of the rocking spirits of SIBM. All the floors were plugged in with different music and the fiesta started. The floors were divided the fun was about to begin. The IT team got the lab with some more volunteers. The things started rocking when Karthik banged inside the ladies LOO ( for cleaning ofcourse) and till now he is still wondering what the shelves are for?????? We started cleaning the lab and having fun where we had a colin fight where we sprayed colin all over the hairs of people, though I still wonder that whether the colin is effective or not despite me n sumeet sprayed a lot of colin on Reena’s hair she is still blonde (Refer- All Blondes are dumb or all dumbs are blonde http://panduspeaks.blogspot.com). Then as the cleaning spree went ahead we started having water fights and the I also had broom-fight with Reena. We overtook JK Rowling (with due regards to her) when we changed the concept of quidditch on broomsticks to Mops (courtsey Prasun & Vaidi). Then final bite from stuffs at Barista. There were a lot of things which could be understood by the following photographs.
The Barista Bite
Guess What REENs trying to play perfect Marrige Material
Naina Joins the League but dear having the broomstick doesn’t mean that you will assault the photographer
After the Final Touch
Peace at last, dont worry floor is broomed MOP and ABOVE ALL I AM TIRED
Well more fun of this in the Next Post, till the Adieu!!!
My summers have finally arrived in the starting of winters. Yes, I finally got an offer for my summer placements from Tata Teleservices. Today was a rocking start as our IT team had to cover 5 presentations for the day. My day started with a usual run between our IT LAB which is on the fourth floor to our auditorium which is on ground floor but we have to climb down to the basement for the entrance. So amongst all this chaos of mics audio cables and LCD’s I attended a sleep inducing ppt trying to be awake. Soon after the ppt I was told that I was shortlisted for NDTV process and I rushed through the lab and the room no. 13 to check the details. My pulse was rocking and I sat with Vikram and Vishay discussing questions like what are my strengths and weakness and why I want to leave IT and join media (though we framed a decent answer but still I can’t think of a valid reason that why on earth would anyone like to leave an IT company to join a TV channel) and then after this brief session of introspection I hobbled up to the lab (don’t ask me that how I manage to keep my fat when I climb so Many stairs, you can do your PhD on that) and struggled with the computer to get all relevant data about their Mcap, CAGR, Market Share, Competition, Industry Analysis etc. I came down mugging all these figures. At that time perhaps I knew the figures like they were the only thing that would be asked by them. There to my surprise on the board was my name making a proud announcement that I have “cracked Summers” with Tata Teleservices!!!!
Wow life rocks, things changed I went like an Idiot all over the college telling people as if I got a jackpot. Finally I reached the second ppt and then after all that I kept my promise and I brought cake for my IT team , I was so clever that I brought chocolate as I like more than Black forest and as a perfect team does they made it a point that all that cake should be as close to my mouth and my hairs and the ordeal continued until there wasn’t a place left to smear the cake. after then we had a lot of chit chat. Well the day was a rocking one. I hope what tomorrow has in store for me. Till then Sayonara!!!
A brand new day, though another manic Monday but also the start of another brand new semester, with brand new class (for me at least), and brand new classmates. You must be wondering why I am using the word brand so much, that’s because we have been divided into three section according to our specialization so was trying to put some marketing in the daily life ;). The first day was good with our slooow stats professor, but the luck was on our side and we had an action packed class with pigeons flying around, driving some of our batchmates for an out-class run. The day was unusually short with two lectures after the lunch being cancelled and I had a nice time relaxing and catching up with friends and the stories about their holidays. The things are coming back to normal why??? I got to configure wi-fi on one of the laptops….but mind you WI-FI IS WORKING. I know I am a bit sentimental about it can’t help it have spent lot of cribbing about this faulty!!!! I mean flaunty (that’s what we do in all of presentations and website write ups- flaunt our wi-fi) little system.
The second day was even better, imagine a situation where you are on the operation table and a doctor stands with a huge knife in his hands and tells you that you can’t be provided with anesthesia as it’s not available in the hospital and since hospital has already taken the operation fee so you are going to have an operation right now without an anesthesia and you can shove all your pain wherever you want to… It was a similar situation when our prof for management control system entered our class and told us that he finds the idea of us doing the subject funny as we haven’t done the pre-requisite subject before. To add more to the taste he tells us that we will complete the pre-requisite all by ourselves as the mcs thing is already in our syllabus. Quite a genuine reasons… god help us. So SIBM is rocking back and tomorrow the whole of our marketing class is waiting with their fingers crossed for Wednesday morning 10:30 a.m. for the macroeconomics class by Nikhil’s (for those who don’t know him visit http://nikmuse.blogspot.com/) favourite and loving Harinita Ma’am. Adieu!!!
I completed tipping point yesterday night and I must say it is a fascinating experience to read this book. It talks about the epidemics, in general the mechanism by which a normal situation turn into epidemic. It talks about how very small things add together creating such a huge difference. Malcom Gladwell describes tipping point as the magical moment when an idea, trend or social behaviour crosses a threshold, tips and spreads like an epidemic. He says that there are three important laws which make an idea tip. The first one he calls as the law of few, in which he describes how important are the people who are part to spread the idea. He says that for an idea to spread it should be passed through some special kind of person in the society called connectors, mavens and salesman. These are the people with wide and influencing social contact. These are either people with large sphere of acquaintances and friends, those who are respected for their and the general people prefer following their opinions. The second law he calls as stickiness factor. The stickiness is the concept that if an idea is heard by a person then he or she should be able to remember it.. He talks about some TV show designed for kids called sesame street which tipped because its content stuck to the kids. Then finally he acknowledges the power of context where he says that the situation of the passing of the idea is also very important. He talks about the normal human attitude of attributing the characteristics as a whole without considering the situations. For ex we say a person X is honest, we mean that he is honest with friends, family etc. It’s not necessary that he will be honest at work too. Then he talks about the group dynamics and the magical number 150. He talks about the fact that in any group if there are more that 150 people then they all won’t be knowing each other individually. That’s the capacity limit of the human brain, and he explains how this is being used in business for competitive advantage. Then finally with the help of two case studies he concludes that for an idea to tip and to become an epidemic it’s required that all the small things discussed are the ones which make a major impact.
Overall the book was a very good read. Though it became a bit boring and monotonous at some instances but things were well explained. There were a few problems specially for an Indian like me to relate to the concepts which were duly explained with the help of the US TV show which is difficult to relate to any example in India. But the essence was clear. The cruise through the 259 pages of the book was really a very enriching experience. Adieu.
It was few months back when I sat on the terrace of Panchvati (for those who don’t know it was my hostel in engg college) and was tellling my juniors that it’s so good to see the stars and the open sky. Since then life has been such a roller coaster ride, IMI vs. SIBM the tough decision, then such an uncooperative faculty in the college who think that students are the people with most free time. You know they feel that we are the bugs who can be crushed because they hold some thing which are called our internal marks in the hand. They don’t realise that we students are human being and due to their inefficiencies we are the people who suffer most. Anyways the crux of the matter is that my joining in the SIBM was delayed due to my faculty back at my engineering college. So I had this great I mean late start but finally I am here. With first semester over I am now a would be manager, the guy who would sit in those plush offices in those armanis and versaches, driving luxury sedans, sitting in the big board meetings. This is what most people assume MBA is all about including me some years back. Well all my high flying dreams meet the reality. All the things seem more like our real world. Now that one semester is over everyone back at my place wants to know what I have learned in these four months. The answer to this question is one word called FAF, the art of speaking or writing when you nothing about what you are talking about. Well I will talk about this art in some of my next post and how I have learnt it? How I am planning to master it? All these answers coming soon till then, Adieu!