I think this is a topic which has been rendered by anyone who has been to a B-School (and can easily be faked by any blogger who has never been to B-School but follows the blogs of those who have been to one)... But this one's Nostalgia for the sake of Nostalgia and in order to record my memories of my first few weeks in Pune!!!
I landed up in Pune having given up an admission to a college based in Mumbai (in Vidya Vihar ---- OK I don't want you guys to have a hard time guessing it.... It was KJ Somaiya ---- like most of you who'll take the time to read this even cared), purely because of the undulating roads which approached my college during my first visit there.... But little was I to know how these roads got when it started raining and how much lesser was the motivation to get to college when your house was strategically placed above Sapna Bar (which sent alcohol up to your house if you sent a bucket down before closing hours!!!)
But my 2 years in Pune was complete because of the following reasons:
> Through my tenure there, SIBM was ranked 4th in the country --- Something our Director was very proud of (evident in the way he used to always show 4 fingers to everyone in college --- extended to people outside college as well --- when asking for 5Star Chocolate he showed only 4 fingers since SIBM was ranked 4th and that was sweeter for him)
> I met my 2 best friends and eventually room-mates while in the middle of a Statistics lecture (the circumsatnces for the same will be shared later --- What the hell!!! I'll share it now... The Prof asked people to send across questions to the podium and half way through I got bored and replied to one of the questions.... Turns out the chit I replied to and passed back before it got to the podium was my future room-mate and good friend)
> We found a guy searching for another guy, fabled to have 8GB of porn on a laptop, owned by him prior to B-School (both the Porn and the Laptop --- rare commodity) and made him our fourth room-mate
> We rented a house right on top of a Bar... And not just any Bar... SAPNA BAR... DREAM BAR (for those of you who didn't manage to learn Hindi the way I did)
But my 2 years in SIBM had its own downturns:
> Everyone who came in from anywhere else other than the South of the Vindyas and had only done BA or BSc said they did it with "Honours".... For my fragile South-Indian ego (lack of knowledge of Hindi is one thing... but most TamBrahms are supposed to be Engineers, I was only B.Sc Statistics), I realised that the only course that I did lacked any Honour... And was immediately under pressure to redeem myself though this MBA and as a recourse tried joining PAT (Placement Advisory Team) --- Clearly I didn't have the discipline necessary to get though that also with any Honour!!!
> I tried to be good at some sport or the other ---- While I had the necessary skill an old nemesis got in the way --- Et Tu "Old Monk" --- I cursed the fact that I got into advertising before my SIBM Days
> I tried to be a good student and curry favours with the Proffies... But that went down the drain when people told me I had to attend classes regularly!!!
This is like "The Good --- The Bad --- And --- Guess What???" ---- To Be continued
I landed up in Pune having given up an admission to a college based in Mumbai (in Vidya Vihar ---- OK I don't want you guys to have a hard time guessing it.... It was KJ Somaiya ---- like most of you who'll take the time to read this even cared), purely because of the undulating roads which approached my college during my first visit there.... But little was I to know how these roads got when it started raining and how much lesser was the motivation to get to college when your house was strategically placed above Sapna Bar (which sent alcohol up to your house if you sent a bucket down before closing hours!!!)
But my 2 years in Pune was complete because of the following reasons:
> Through my tenure there, SIBM was ranked 4th in the country --- Something our Director was very proud of (evident in the way he used to always show 4 fingers to everyone in college --- extended to people outside college as well --- when asking for 5Star Chocolate he showed only 4 fingers since SIBM was ranked 4th and that was sweeter for him)
> I met my 2 best friends and eventually room-mates while in the middle of a Statistics lecture (the circumsatnces for the same will be shared later --- What the hell!!! I'll share it now... The Prof asked people to send across questions to the podium and half way through I got bored and replied to one of the questions.... Turns out the chit I replied to and passed back before it got to the podium was my future room-mate and good friend)
> We found a guy searching for another guy, fabled to have 8GB of porn on a laptop, owned by him prior to B-School (both the Porn and the Laptop --- rare commodity) and made him our fourth room-mate
> We rented a house right on top of a Bar... And not just any Bar... SAPNA BAR... DREAM BAR (for those of you who didn't manage to learn Hindi the way I did)
But my 2 years in SIBM had its own downturns:
> Everyone who came in from anywhere else other than the South of the Vindyas and had only done BA or BSc said they did it with "Honours".... For my fragile South-Indian ego (lack of knowledge of Hindi is one thing... but most TamBrahms are supposed to be Engineers, I was only B.Sc Statistics), I realised that the only course that I did lacked any Honour... And was immediately under pressure to redeem myself though this MBA and as a recourse tried joining PAT (Placement Advisory Team) --- Clearly I didn't have the discipline necessary to get though that also with any Honour!!!
> I tried to be good at some sport or the other ---- While I had the necessary skill an old nemesis got in the way --- Et Tu "Old Monk" --- I cursed the fact that I got into advertising before my SIBM Days
> I tried to be a good student and curry favours with the Proffies... But that went down the drain when people told me I had to attend classes regularly!!!
This is like "The Good --- The Bad --- And --- Guess What???" ---- To Be continued