06 March, 2008

Last week of Mba



Until you are alone, you don't gotta learn too much about yourself. It's gonna to be final week of Mba, a job well done . If a good job is the criteria then I think, I have done more than my wildest dream. It was a period of 2 years but drastically different from engg days. In Mba you start and you finish. And you have been rewarded with a job. Engg was a time worth what ? only those through it, know there is nothing which can replace that experience.

The day we left college it rechristianed as NIT Durgapur from REC Durgapur. Job scenario ? a junior told me few days back, almost 90 % people have 2 offers so it means remaining 10 % with 1 offer, No, they have more than 2 i.e. 3 or 4. Just think 50 % of our batch came unemployed from same place.
Now at IBS HYD, if not now then in coming 5 yrs its gonna to be one of the best campus to do ur MBA. But when we joined, well just imagine what was the situation, After admission when I put my baggage near the hostel building, I wondered for 5 mins where I'm going to live acctually. There is no plaster, no boundry wall and most funny thing where is college building, for which I came all the way.
No I'm not a pessimistic. I know things change with time. My question is " why do our generation is a victim of change?" why did it go under change right the moment our batch touch it. Apart then this in all other aspects time lived here, was fantastic. Of course with some leassons but only when u r ready to learn it.
Today I was looking for our warden for handover issues. When I gotta meet him, and shot my queries. He started to give all directions. I just felt, he is a bit annoyed, I asked sir "whats wrong? " Nothing get ur work done. I turned and started to move, right at the door, I turned back towards warden and just started staring him. He bitterly asked me "what do you want now?" I said "nothing". "Then what ?" he asked.
I don't know what happened to me I just said " Sir, u r with us right from the day one and what all we been throught( new hostel shifting, struggle with snakes, accident which took 2 lives , u statyed with us. I remember you awaking students before exams when some got missed his exam. I remember when you fought with director in meeting for giving mosquito repellant to every student. ( In fact, I was there and I was sure this guy have lost his job.) In Mba college when environment is so different in the name of corporate ethics, no one gives shit about what's wrong with his neighbour.
Not only that, a lot of issues which happened knowingly or unknowingly to students. Respect for you got bigger. I have never said earlier but today before leaving, I say you "THANKS FOR YOUR HELP". His eyes were full with tears, He said I have cared you people just like my own son. Now you people are leaving with a bright future and ofcourse a big package. Every body moved out with luggage in front of my room but not a single student except you showed up here ".
I was speechless, hostel was almost vacant and I knew I can't give him a false hope that people will show up. I left his office but for next 20 mins all two years time was making rounds in my mind. What he has done for us and what we have done with him. Afterall a thanks word doesn't take much time. Is it Mba which made all of us insensitive? I don't know ? Or is that a highly sensitive person who at times just feel like this way? watever but I'm not going to change it and I'll continue to feel same way till my senses say me t o feel as I never felt such things hamper ur professionalism, a popular belief now a days. Infact this sensetiveness made me more motivated for my career.
I surely feel relieved after talking with him and after reaching my room started to pack my bags to forget one more thing, one more unfair thing with one more day.



05 March, 2008

meri khamoshiyon mein....




"meri khamoshiyon mein bhi fasana dhoondh leti hai
badi shatir hai himmat
meri, jene ka bahana dhoondh leti hai

hakeekat zid kiye baithi hai chaknachur karne ko
magar meri aankhe sapna suhana dhoondh leti hai

uthati hai jo khatra har kadam par doob jaane ka
Ye meri koshish samundar mein khajana dhoondh leti hai

na chidiya ki kamai hai na karobar hai koi
wo bhe keval haunsle se aabodana dhoondh leti hai

junoon manjil ka rahon mein bachata hai bhatakne se
meri deewangi apna thikana dhoondh leti hai"