Doesn't that title sound a bit crazy? Well, it sounds philosophical to me. Metaphysical, rather. Like life after death. But it's a fact that I along with 248 other great children of this country (hmmmm....) are now experiencing.
B- school.
Yeah. That's what I'm talking about. I'm finally in a place surrounded by stones and rocks - IIM Bangalore. It's where I want to be. It's almost like living in a castle. Specially the hostels. You walk out of the room and you're in a quadrangle of stone. The place is almost like heaven. Especially after staying in a dilapidated hostel on the beach for four years.
Almost like heaven.
That agonisingly painful step away, IIM Bangalore is not heaven. It's a workhouse, where the comfort of your room is just a comfort zone that you return to, to lick your wounds. Where you sit down to rewrite your one-pager resume after it has been taken apart by your mentors. Where you sit and cram ways of Managing Organisations in the hope that you'll remember at least 4 out of 8 in the test tomorrow. And where you set your alarm clock at 7 am in a swing of inspiration, only to wake up at 7.05 am and switch off the snooze button.
But yet, it's enjoyable, and I even have the time to conjure up this bunch of seemingly useless nonsense.(or should I say Globe?)
That's what I call hectic fun.