After being sad whole day due to my WAC grade and the general pessimism i am experiencing these days i stumbled upon this blog.
It is such a refreshig idea. The blog contains pictures of bookmarks , notes and scribblings left by people in old used books and notebooks. The author of the blog works at a used books store and comes across these "Antiques" frequently.
It reminded me of my feelings which i have inadvertantly when i witness some beautiful spectacle of nature like a sunset , water bodies, hills , tee plantations, meadows, lush jungles e.t.c . The feeling which makes me say out loud that "There is more to life than just the materialism which forms the better part of our lives ".
Getting back to books, which i truly and dearly love reading, smelling and collecting. I also happen to scribble thoughts on pages and margins . Make bookmarks out of Old photos and post cards. Write on each book a short history. When did i buy it or who gifted it to me or anything diffrent associated with that book.
Memories. Sweet memories.
Reading Tinkle and Raj comics in afternoons after lunch . Swapping them with friends. Telling stories . Fighting over them . Taking them to school and reading them during classes . Miss those days. Days when my whole life was not about competition, grades, placements, cv and getting bullet points on my resume. When i was actually busy having a wonderful childhood.
Why did i ever grow up :(
Life should stop in class 9th and start over again .
Why worry about grades and materialism when there is so much more to life .
Statistics class
"The role of a manager is like a catalyst "
Quite aptly said .
I remember reading somewhere
"9 out of 10 people in the
world work for the 10th.I am training to be the 10th "
:)
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But i beg to differ after 2 such submissions and one peer evaluation. Writing a blog or cooking up stories is one thing but writing a report on some actual case which is supposed to affect some business and its stakeholders is another. We are supposed to analyse the problem , consider the options objectively and find the best one. Alas all options look the same to the harried students and one has to twist and interpret facts in ways to make the one of his choice (or was it the choice of the guy whom i met in mess today) as the one most delicious with a cherry thrown in at the top.
Somehow the report submission landed on our already taxed heads a day before the Mid Terms. Human Rights guys. Are you listening . Thus began my 5 sleepless nights . It was a group assignment so me and Pankaj started it at 11 in the night . Watched videos , talked and ordered and ate food from CT(Canteen in IIM Ahmedabad). Then the alarm bells rang and we ended up with a good enough report and 1 hour of sleep the next day . WAC run.. Um will tell about it later.
Then began the actual hiking. The mid terms . Studying for subjects is a zero sum game at WIMWI. You study one and the other is left out . The same thing happened with me and i was fairly comfortable in the day 1 exams but was totally at my wit's end in the next two.
The fear was so much that i actually went to a seniors and looked at last years stats about the number of failures . Thankfully they were minimal ,0-3 , in a batch of 300 +.
Having this assurance i struggled with them and eventually managed to do OK ( that is pass ) , i think . Another easy paper and my 5 day long ordeal ended. The exam got over at 10:30 and we got our next slot books at 1 :) .
This slot has 2 of the most important subjects - Marketing -1 and Financial Markets. I hope their Profs are good.
The exams ended and the whole campus was gripped and is currently suffering from the T NITE fever( along with an actual flu which has actually got a lot of victims on campus ). More about T NITE after its completion .
The highlight is that i spent one of the best moments at IIM Ahmedabad last night. Out of impulse i left my room at 1 in the night and strolled through the campus . The campus is so beautiful , serene and calm . The buildings here actually reassure you that you belong here . It gives you a sense of achievement. So many times i have confronted this question in the past month whether i belong here or not . But last night i knew the answer. And the feeling was amazing. I hope i carry this feeling always with me throughout my life .
The full moon looked splendid from the spot in the parking where i sat . The weather was perfect with cool breeze carrying the sweet scent of wild flowers . The feeling in my mind was satisfying and the thought of someone whom i was missing was pleasurably painful in my heart :)
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Love is like the wild rose-briar,
Friendship like the holly-tree
The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms
But which will bloom most constantly?
The wild-rose briar is sweet in the spring,
Its summer blossoms scent the air;
Yet wait till winter comes again
And who will call the wild-briar fair?
Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now
And deck thee with the holly's sheen,
That when December blights thy brow
He may still leave thy garland green.
---Emily Bronte
Read this Poem recently.Rather Read it to someone over a phone conversation.
How true the poem seems.I have experienced both the above emotions and i know how momentary love can be.How one can spend days at end thinking about someone all the time,dreaming about her,seeing her face in everyone one lays eyes upon,cooking up sweet visions about the future,taking her name without any reason with the hope that there will be a momentary connection between their souls.
But how easily this feeling goes away and one starts to pursue reason and putting the feeling in the category of crush and infatuation and what not.
Friendship on the other hand is something which is always there.You might not dream or think about your friends but somewhere deep down inside you know there is someone to fall back upon.
I think one of the main reasons for this is that in Friendship vis-a-vis Love, Expectations are lesser.
I guess as people say that true love lasts forever, i can just imagine how blissful that state will be when you combine the madness and passion of love with the longevity of friendship.
I am sceptical about whether this state truly exists except in the writings of romantics and poets.But if it does, well, the people experiencing it must have boundless luck.Wish me luck ;)
What is the point of sludging through your life only to end up getting old.And once your body and mind start dimnishing in capacity and strength become unwanted,ill treated,mocked at,misunderstood and a slave of your diseases.
"Consumerism is all about selling stuff to people which they don't need but are made to want by fancy marketing".
I guess this one statement makes me shop over cautiously and judging the value of a good over and over again before buying.This might sound to be a very prudent habit but it does create a lot of problem specially for my family members who take me out to shopping.
Yesterday went to buy a watch.But i guess i was living in stone age with respect to the price range of watches which i expected.I thought would buy a Sports Titan/Times watch with a max budget of 3000Rs.All my hopes came crumbling down like i hope mayawati's government will in the near future.I mean all decent watches started at that range.
The ones i liked: 2 Timex,1 titan and a Tommy Hilfiger ranged from 5000 to 9000. So being the ever so cautious and judgemental buyer i came back (for the 3rd time in a space of 7 months) without a watch. Sighhh.....
But today i again went as a gallant viking to conquer the castle(here, watch ;)) and again came back empty handed.Found a Titan with a great dial but an equally disappointing wristband@3350 INC.
This was not the end though since i managed to blow up more than 10k of my mum's hard earned money in other items.
1)A business Suit from Peter England
2)A shirt from Peter England
3)Nike Air Shoes
4)Nike Floaters
5)Nike Pajamas
6)A belt from Big Bazar
Frankly speaking.I am quite satisfied and happy today.It's been ages since i bought so much in a small span of time without thinking about its value and worth and prospects in future and this and that... And it felt great.
I hope i can show the same immaculate form while buying a watch next time.Wish me luck...
P.S : All this shopping is for my journey and subsequent stay at IIM Ahmedabad which will be my address for the next 2 years :)
How often has it happened to you.
Life seems to be going along at immaculate pace like seasoned actors playing the perfect roles in a smooth screenplay in a prodigiously crafted script.The apt word to describe your existence and current state of being is --- Insouciant.
Then suddenly out of oblivion ---WHAM, a thunderbolt strikes you and sends you twirling into a downward bottomless spiral.A spiral where the depth is directly proportional to the misery,hopelessness and loneliness you experience.
Subdued by the dual burden of present problems and emotional attachment and memories of the glorious past,the process of fighting back is exacerbated.
So what does one do....
A possible answer can be summed up in the following lines from the poem "ULYSSES" by Lord Tennyson.....
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven,
that which we are, we are,--
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
Life seems to be going along at immaculate pace like seasoned actors playing the perfect roles in a smooth screenplay in a prodigiously crafted script.The apt word to describe your existence and current state of being is --- Insouciant.
Then suddenly out of oblivion ---WHAM, a thunderbolt strikes you and sends you twirling into a downward bottomless spiral.A spiral where the depth is directly proportional to the misery,hopelessness and loneliness you experience.
Subdued by the dual burden of present problems and emotional attachment and memories of the glorious past,the process of fighting back is exacerbated.
So what does one do....
A possible answer can be summed up in the following lines from the poem "ULYSSES" by Lord Tennyson.....
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven,
that which we are, we are,--
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
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