Since my last blog 3 months back, I have kind of changed as a person. Nothing Marlyn Mason type, just a few minor adjustments to prep me up for the post B-School world. Given the scariness of the place outside and the 2 years that were supposed to equip me for the battle, its time to set things right.
Everybody says it’s a rat race out there. Then shouldn’t the one who breaks the rope at the finish be the toughest and the meanest rat? I always wondered what they were racing for. In a B-School, especially an IIM, everyone runs more out of the fear of being left out than reaching the destination.
If it were the grades that people were worried about, then I can safely assure you, in a small institute like ours it did not matter. The happiest people were those who did not worry about the grades. Given the fact, whims and fancies of ‘business’ people with egos can influence your grades; they never are an indicator of a person’s acumen. So the race was not for the grades.Pay checks maybe? I don’t think it mattered much. People have been sensible enough to prioritize what they wanted and at the end of the day everybody is happy (I hope). And nobody I knew was eyeing what the other person should not get, if you know what I mean. So I guess it was pretty much every man for himself and the ‘race’ as such was inconsequential. More like a game of Koko.
Whatever it was, when we just finished a dress rehearsal for the convocation parade today, I realized none of it matters. We rehash the memories of the awesome batch we had, the people who we will miss, the last tryst with education for most and the legacy we are required to uphold. I know every batch of every B-School thinks they are special, but not many batches get recognized as special by the admin, juniors, faculty et all. We didn’t need any validation – the Awesome 66. I guess the real winning at this stage is the fact that we were together at the finish line.
The long nights of bakar, TT room, the group presentations, ‘situations’ and open houses, politics, impromptu presentations, classroom nautankis, long walks, 3am maggi – without these, the lifestyle seems a tad boring! Heck, I even went to the library the last 2 days, place I had hardly gone the last 2 years!
As I move ahead to my dream career, I will dearly miss some of the most amazing people anyone will ever meet, who are destined for glory and greatness. As I try to steal moments the last few days to relive every single aspect of this great journey, I know memories are all I will have. Wonderful journey with the wonderful people – Blessed!
So much for brevity!
Special mention: A huge thanks to PGP10 for making the last month or so, so memorable for us and the hell awesome yearbook J All the best!
