A fresh shower of rains welcomed me into a new city, new way
of life with a sprinkle of drops on my face. I rubbed my eyes which still had
droplets of sleep residing in them .Even the plain water has become acidic and
a ritual splash burns the eyes. After a splash or two only, I could gather my
senses which deprivation of sleep has slowed down. Yes, I am in MBA world and
have been inducted recently only (you can gauge that from my tone which reeks of
crib).Being a part of this was the most sought-after thing for past few years and all
that revolved around in my brain were tiny bits of quant formulae or abstruse words .
Now after being inducted in elite world of prospective
managers, I find myself all muddled up in the tons of information, jargons and theories
around. Is that what I expected from my next two years of life? If I say yes, would
you all give me dirty looks on why I am in complaining mode!! Ok, Yes I had a
fair idea but it is just that we choose to turn a blind eye in our case. Ignorance
is bliss! No , not anymore ! Here, at every stage being the ignorant one makes
you feel stupid or whether you are not worthy enough to take this
prestigious seat. Oh no, I am going down the well full of such pessimistic
thoughts.
Not just coping with the ever increasing heap of assignments,
presentations, role plays ,pre readings, post readings is the only task that is
on the top of my brain stack, but coping with new city ,new environment ,new
people is the similar one.I have hardly been out of my hometown, pertaining to being
the capital and almost all the things at easy disposal and not much molded to
live beyond the comfort of home. Here I am ,away from the hustle bustle of Delhi
to much quieter metropolitan. Things look different especially when we start
comparing and comparison come running natural.Aren't we all biased about our hometown
and that bliss we found there is not anywhere. But but.. isn't this
biasness is not letting me welcome myself into this new city with open arms?
Yes !!
Though saw some of the famous places in the city and also partied once here, there is lot more to do to fall in love with this new city
,my gonna-be home for next two years and most importantly with this new way of life.The
hectic life is to be inculcated within myself to enjoy each and every moment
,to come out with a big smile be it little quiz,competition,exam or assignment
deadlines ,everything! MBA is a lifetime experience and not to be
downed in cribs.
4 comments:
So True man! This place is so boring and MBA is so not what I thought it'd be!! And Delhi compares with none.. no matter how much I complain when I am in Delhi, it was 'HOME'!
And much-much less humid.
You write so good! Beginning penned beautifully, looking forwards for more :)
Atleast someone gets it - "MBA is a lifetime experience and not to be downed in cribs !!"
Truthfully, the past year has taken me through so many firsts and highs that I can't even begin to describe. It is one of a kind experience, surely. And hosting that induction for you all, was super fun :)
P.S. I understand how it feels to be out of Delhi. Give Kolkata some time, the experience would be, how do I put this, weird beautiful ;)
:) Yes,Even I want it to be the beautiful phase of my life to be cherished for lifetime and most importantly ,make me much more strong for obstacles to face in life ahead.
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