Was speaking to a friend day before and he requested me to blog about life at ISB. People outside here are so curious to learn what goes on inside. as if we are guinea pigs being expiremented upon:) Not that I am complaining, I am still blogging right. Well, time has flown past like it always does. I never realised when two years in Greece ended, and this is a one year, jam packed MBA course. While we bid adieu to all the professors we have known for such a short period, and realised the term has ended, simultaneously, all brains were estimating, how much more do I need to put in for Statistics. Will I manage to make a B in economics? And the more ambitious amongst us, I am already within the A+ bracket, how much more do oil do I need to burn. Come exams and the popular hotspots change from CCDay to the library. People start talking in hushed voices on the phone, the rush for study rooms increases. 2 in the morning becomes the normal time to go for a walk. and you see lights on till 4. So much to do in so little time. The pressure is immense. And its not only studies. There were the elections today. The ISB Radio has started. Club meetings are happening. So much and so much more. I wonder if a guinea pig would have survived. Well, we are...So on that note, till the exams....Signing off .
RJ Madhur
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Wednesday, May 9, 2007
Its 1 in the night...
...and I am wide awake. As my friends keep asking me how many hours I am averaging in sleep every night, I keep getting more anxious. My beauty sleep is something I am going to hate missing out on. The process has started already. For someone who would remain grumpy if she had anything less than 8 hours of sleep, I am learning to manage beautifully in 6. And I am told it gets much worse. 4 would be an ideal number, and thats my target. Anything less and I would collapse.
The first assignments have been turned in and the grades are out. Its a common occurence to see people working around the campus till late in the night, discussing, analysing, rediscussing, re-analysing. It doesnt get tougher than this. Arriving at a consensus in your group of 4 or 5. All bright people, raring to make their mark, all achievers in their own right. And all striving to become tomorrow's leaders. Pre- reads before the class starts, post-reads to understand what the prof really meant. Read ups, study group sessions, meetings, all in an effort to understand where we are heading with these subjects. Yet floundering. Getting used to burning the midnight oil all over again. While wondering why we are really here.....
One year is too short..or too long/????////
I wonder which one it is going to be......
The first assignments have been turned in and the grades are out. Its a common occurence to see people working around the campus till late in the night, discussing, analysing, rediscussing, re-analysing. It doesnt get tougher than this. Arriving at a consensus in your group of 4 or 5. All bright people, raring to make their mark, all achievers in their own right. And all striving to become tomorrow's leaders. Pre- reads before the class starts, post-reads to understand what the prof really meant. Read ups, study group sessions, meetings, all in an effort to understand where we are heading with these subjects. Yet floundering. Getting used to burning the midnight oil all over again. While wondering why we are really here.....
One year is too short..or too long/????////
I wonder which one it is going to be......
Thursday, May 3, 2007
A new poem
A new day, a new dawn
a new muse, a new path
Far from the crowd, yet a part
Not the best, yet striving to be
flowing with the river, yet fighting the current
Swept away, holding on to a log
How long though is the question
How well though matters the answer
What to achieve, what to choose
a beautiful life, a better hope
a higher need, a lower aim
the best days, the worst times
a new muse, a new path
Far from the crowd, yet a part
Not the best, yet striving to be
flowing with the river, yet fighting the current
Swept away, holding on to a log
How long though is the question
How well though matters the answer
What to achieve, what to choose
a beautiful life, a better hope
a higher need, a lower aim
the best days, the worst times
Monday, April 23, 2007
What a week
What a week it has been at ISB. Listening to the seniors, getting gyan from them, being humbled at times, feeling proud at others....Like they said, its the most humbling experiences of your life. Until you have heard from other people all that they have done, you cant put your achievements in perspective. But do your achievements actually carry no importance all alone. Do they really need to be weighed and compared against those of other people to make you feel proud of them?
There are things I have done in my life which I am reall y proud of, which might seem small to other people. Again there are things which I dont think really deserve a mention, and yet someone else might commend them. So its all a question of personal interest and desire. Society controls us to such an extent that we cant even view our achievements in solo. The person who comes first is commended, its not the competition only that matters, its winning.
Having said that, what also matters is your commitment and the passion to get a job done. The talent night at ISB was a case in point. With a range of awesome performances by people, all organised within a space of 2-3 days, it proved how coordination and teamwork is important and how much you can learn from it. People management is a difficult skill. But the results are worth the efforts it takes.
There are things I have done in my life which I am reall y proud of, which might seem small to other people. Again there are things which I dont think really deserve a mention, and yet someone else might commend them. So its all a question of personal interest and desire. Society controls us to such an extent that we cant even view our achievements in solo. The person who comes first is commended, its not the competition only that matters, its winning.
Having said that, what also matters is your commitment and the passion to get a job done. The talent night at ISB was a case in point. With a range of awesome performances by people, all organised within a space of 2-3 days, it proved how coordination and teamwork is important and how much you can learn from it. People management is a difficult skill. But the results are worth the efforts it takes.
Monday, April 16, 2007
The much awaited- Life @ISB
And I am here at ISB..
Its been crazy since I boarded the flight from Delhi, and it promises to for the next one year......
From the registration on the first day, to getting oriented, to presentations, to treasure hunt around the 200+ acres campus......running from pillar to post, literally.......
For my ex-Maersk colleagues, its like the MISE program all over again, the only glitch being that I am paying for it this time......:)
Bondings, friendships, have formed in less than a week......Study groups you have to work in to gossip groups u want to work in.......all feel a part of your life like you had never imagined they would....
Life changes so fast....in a matter of three hours I was transported from a totally secure and comfortable career path into the unknown......And surprisingly, or not so, am enjoying it here.....
:)
Till later.....too tired to make any more sense here now......:)
Its been crazy since I boarded the flight from Delhi, and it promises to for the next one year......
From the registration on the first day, to getting oriented, to presentations, to treasure hunt around the 200+ acres campus......running from pillar to post, literally.......
For my ex-Maersk colleagues, its like the MISE program all over again, the only glitch being that I am paying for it this time......:)
Bondings, friendships, have formed in less than a week......Study groups you have to work in to gossip groups u want to work in.......all feel a part of your life like you had never imagined they would....
Life changes so fast....in a matter of three hours I was transported from a totally secure and comfortable career path into the unknown......And surprisingly, or not so, am enjoying it here.....
:)
Till later.....too tired to make any more sense here now......:)
Monday, March 26, 2007
Its not about winning,
Its about keeping the faith
Its not about catching the rainbows
its about dreaming more on
Its not about achieving,
its about keeping the thought alive
Its not about finding your drea
its about the courage to search
There are some things
you have to do in life
some others that you dont
Its not about living
but about being the way you want
There are vices we all do have,
grey areas, to none we reveall,
its not about those,
its about remaining the way you are.
There is no meaning and yet there is
in this piece of poetry, so profound
Its not about the purpose,
its about putting it down
Its about keeping the faith
Its not about catching the rainbows
its about dreaming more on
Its not about achieving,
its about keeping the thought alive
Its not about finding your drea
its about the courage to search
There are some things
you have to do in life
some others that you dont
Its not about living
but about being the way you want
There are vices we all do have,
grey areas, to none we reveall,
its not about those,
its about remaining the way you are.
There is no meaning and yet there is
in this piece of poetry, so profound
Its not about the purpose,
its about putting it down
Afresh
Lets start afresh
so simple to express
so tough to achieve
Can a slate ever be wiped clean
the slate of life in particular
What if life was like a blackboard
Every day a fresh start
from zilch to riches
no need to give up
no need to give in
Just to start afresh
every time, again
No mistakes, no repentance
No thinking, no pondering
A second chance, a third chance
as many as you wish.
so simple to express
so tough to achieve
Can a slate ever be wiped clean
the slate of life in particular
What if life was like a blackboard
Every day a fresh start
from zilch to riches
no need to give up
no need to give in
Just to start afresh
every time, again
No mistakes, no repentance
No thinking, no pondering
A second chance, a third chance
as many as you wish.
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