Life a Perfect Bliss @ MPBIM

Some moments though have long passed in the sail of time still remain immortal in the depth of heart and soul. Yea, these memories bring instant smile on the radiant face.
Those were the days when Fun was a part and parcel of Academic Life.

As I recall the first semester , It dates back to the day I entered the college with the students waiting for the Art of Living session, I was looking for at least one familiar face in the crowd and how happy I was to find Deepika there amidst a group of girls when she first introduced me to the rest. As I stood trying to understand what the girls were discussing, Ranjani, Called out yet another familiar voice, and apparently he turned out to be my friend from last school, college and now even the masters I wondered??!! Well a little dazed little surprised we spoke a few nice words. Little did I know many students had already noticed me in the Pink /Purple Salwar and had already come to know me by name! And instantly clicked as friends .From then there has been no looking back.

A small group of 60 odd students in the orientation bubbling with energy, bustling all along the day was something which I seem to miss a lot. There were days when we made presentations on the weird topics of the earth, when we danced to the tunes of sounds n silence, while we gelled together as one family, dropping all our inhibitions while embracing the warmth of togetherness, little did I realize the actual course had started.

How fast the Semester passed introducing me to totally new field of management. As I tried hard to cope up with the syllabus flipping the pages of OB text, understanding what Eco’s and Nomo’s meant, mugging the Accounting Principles Uff !!that drained me out completely. How I had silently cried when my first presentation on Accounting Principles -13 was a major flop while I still tried to sit straight and managed to put a brave face while reminding myself that there was also a second chance. As the internals approached how the efforts had doubled just to stay on in the race which I knew nothing of! When the D day came as we all worked through the day and night for the exams, how I had cried on the day of economics paper for my mind had blacked out, how supportive my friends were to help me revive the lost memory and how grateful I am to them. To this day I cannot forget the day I gave the Economics paper!

The little gossips we used to have during lunch breaks, the round table lunch time discussions on failure of CANCUN summit, The TRAI Regulations, the daily stock market watch, news updated from sharekhan.com, the snippets and reviews from ET (Economic Times) and preparations for Business quizzes and Presentations would fill the day with little surprises here and there. As we worked on different case studies from the world of corporate while stretching our thinking ability to think “Out of the Box” finally ending our day with a small dose of Who Moved My Cheese, of Fish

Visits to Kanija Bhavan Canteen for lunch, how a friend of mine freaked out “Do you really come here for lunch?” ( Expression on the face was worth a million $, I wish i had a insatant Cam) on seeing the famous Garage Canteen of Kanjia Bhavan as we stepped in for a dose of strong coffee is something I cherish to this day.

The excitement of results from I sem , How Swami Rao sir had verbally announced the results as Pass… Pass… Fail… Pass …kept my heart pounding with anticipation to hear Pass called against my name sounding heavily like thump thump.. thud thud! The process which was so new to me once which I gradually got used with passing months!

My dream to participate in at least one Management Fest while I shared this with none for all the reticence I carried in the depth of heart and the day it was realized with Esperanto – a Bangalore University fest with combined effort of Manu (Manasa) and me just to make to the second level while we grappled in the first level and the beaming faces of both as we made to the Final Level. With the Case Study Presentation in the Finals and how both of us had stretched out limits just to put up 7 slides of the 40 page case on the night before the Presentation and how dispirited we were to know that ours was the only presentation of 7 slides while we competed with our own seniors and top colleges who had more to share, with all dismayed hopes of winning the event we sat for the final verdict. As Hareesh Bijjoor addressed and started the Award ceremony both of us were lost in our thoughts on how two days had passed and just as we were realizing the abundance of good surprises in store our results were announced. How foolishly each of us forgot and ignored our own names till our team finally patted us hard and pushed us on the dais to collect our Award! Those were the shining and glowing moments for both Manu and me to cherish all through.

As we kept moving ahead from one fest to another while adding many such colorful feathers to our hat.
We prepared hard for the Second year with Major courses setting in while the momentum on course front diluted, accustomed to life of stress with clear evidence in presentation preparation time which had reduced from 1 Week to 1 hr before presentation was strong indication of us mastering the tricks in MBA!

Days rolled… one sem after another with last minute exam preparations and exchange of sms’s on most expected questions. With late night calls to friends “Hey, I am done with this chapter, are you through too?” While each exam came in and went the moments remained the same

While we managed the interns, apprehension on question posed by the external in Viva Voce ruled us for a while.
Our preparations to host Paradigm, while we formed committees and teams with ongoing meetings and updates for planning event, remind us how happy we were as a family. The feeling of oneness and success of the event was vibrant in the air.

As we moved to fourth sem, with placement pressures setting in while I tried to cope up with research projects and manage majors while I still had my share of fun with usual lunches in Kanija or the college canteen. Terrace garden chit chats and exchange of forwards, little fights and compromises, crackling laughter and dazzling days filled my life.

A day dawned and I realized that Golden days I enjoyed had already become a golden era.
The two years of my life had suddenly come to an abrupt end, without any fore warning.
The days have sailed past over four years, but the memories still live fresh
Each passing day I think of the golden era, while each passing day I shed a tear here and there just to remind myself on what a wonderful life enjoyed.
With hope setting for passing more such days with the all the lovely people who made my life so vibrant and clourful ……….

I wish life had a rewind button that I would want to replay Aug 2003- Aug 2005……….