YOU KNOW YOU ARE DOING MBA WHEN

U know you are doing MBA when:

1) You decide to commit suicide but put off the plan coz you just dont have time or energy for it.

2) You stop greeting people by saying,"Hi.. How are you?" but rather start the conversation by saying, "How many hours of sleep you got during the week" or "Whats your average sleep?"

3) You stop saying you met new people or made new you friends but rather call it "Networking"

4) Your big weekend plans dont include going to discs and dancing night away but the best plan seems the one that involves staying in and sleeping all day.

5) You start filling all the market research forms and surveys for your the people you know just in the hope that they would the same when you will need it, which you will.

6) Every time someone says the words "CSR", "ETHICS" your mind immediately goes on to say, "The purpose of a business is to do business." [Specially dedicated to NMIMS]

7) You hatch plans with your fellow students telling them that the only way to beat the cgpa or comparative grading system is by no one in the class studying and everyone scoring bad and equal marks.

8) Every time someone says the word "CASE" in any context your heart comes to your mouth and you immediately have a picture of a 100 page case study to be studied in your mind.

9) Your nightmares include your college profs and attendance hassles.

10) You start hating internet, specially emails coz every time you log in to your mail account you see minimum of 5 new mails telling you what all things are to be done- assignments to be submitted, cases to be read etc etc.

MUMBAI

A city that needs no introduction- A city that never sleeps- The city of dreams- The Maya Nagar- The city which got back on its feet in a day after the 26/11 attacks- a city that has various such taglines and phrases associated to it.. But what makes Mumbai MUMBAI? what keeps it going??
Ask Mumbaikars this question and you will get variety of answers like 'The Local Trains', 'The BEST buses', 'The Taxi & Auto Walas' or even maybe 'The Wada Paav Walas'. But is it really true?
After travelling and exploring the city yesterday I realized one thing- Mumbai is not defined by Gateway Of India or the BSE or BKC, or TAJ or even the Locals that are often called the lifeline but it is actually defined by the spirit of people it has. Te spirit that keeps them moving and holding an umbrella even when they are drenched as it is. The spirit that makes them travel in overcrowded local trains daily. The spirit that tells them that their dreams would come true one day if they stuck on through the difficult parts. It is the spirit of the people that defines Mumbai.
Some people call Mumbai life 'FAST' while others call it 'HAPPENING' but yet again what makes it fast and happening is its people. Everyone works in a synchronity that amazes an outsider. This synchronity is what people call the "Rhythm of Mumbai' which you either catch or you dont. You would rarely find people who find Mumbai to be an 'okay' city- everyone would either love it or absolutely hate it and that is what defines the city. The city would throw a googly at you each day but also teach you how to develop the survival instincts for the same. And even before you realize , you have caught the spirit of Mumbai and you are a part of its lifeline.
Mumbai- a place where train is never around 5 but is at 4:56 or so- a place where most of the things you get as street food would have 'Paav' as main ingredient- a city which can be defined by nothing other than people it has who have made Mumbai what is and shown the world what a tough lot they are.

You know you are on a Diet

You know you are on a Diet when:

1) You suddenly develop a sweet tooth.

2) Everything you wished to eat in last 6 months gets offered to you in a week's span.

3) When all the long overdue party invitations start coming to you all of a sudden

4) Before eating anything specially chocolates you start thinking that you would miss the next meal to compensate for it.

5) All of a sudden all the things you were planning to eat while on a diet are no longer in stock(in your kitchen)

6) When you feel twice as hungry as you would normally do

7) You learn that your friend lost more weight in less time by trying a diet that is totally in contrast to your diet

8) You get every chance to visit the restaurants you always wanted but could not go because of some constraints.

9) All of a sudden all the food joints you like to hangout at start coming up with new menu and offers.

10) You crave for things you shouldn't have desperately, specially in middle of the night.

Pangs of parting

There are times in life when you miss someone. You feel a void just because someone is missing. Someone you dearly loved.

Well, something of that sort has been going in my life for sometime now.

I cant believe that my best friend left for US. I hate US now by the way. Though I hadnt met her for almost 10 months yet her going feels like a betrayal. I am happy for her coz she had dreamt about this for as long as I have known her. But the selfish part of me is mad at her. I know that its good for her, I know she would do well but am still desperately sad. I continue to talk to her online thanks to the connected world we stay in yet it doesnt feel the same. The fact that I cant talk to her all the time, the fact that we cant share every stupid problem and detail bothers me. I miss her desperately. More desperately than she or I could ever imagine. I look at all the pics of us together doing mad things, cracking silly jokes, fighting over silly things and I realize that I dont know when we ll meet again or will we ever meet? Will we be like friends who drift apart and when they meet coincidently they cant remember what they shared? Will it be the case that we wont be able to recognize the new each other? Will I find new friends and forget about her? Or will she be the one who would get so set in her new life that she wont recognize me? The possibility that things would ever be the same again is almost zilch.

But am I ready to move on or would I be able to move on is the question I ask....

"She went her unremembering way,

She went and left in me

The pang of all the partings gone,

The parting yet to be."

Heart always desires what it cant have

Not everything good,

Not everything right,

Yet it is desired by the heart with all its might,

It cannot be let go,

It cannot be left so,

Yet there is no option otherwise.

Why things become so important I fail to get,

Yet they are so deep inside me that I cannot forget,

Each failure tells me what I could not do,

And each success means nothing so,

The happiness it seems lasts for a moment,

While the ache of failure doesnt leave for even a moment.

You wait and wait for the ache to go away,

But the stupid heart would never sway.

It would always desire what it cant have.

CHANGES

There are so many people who have contributed in changing me in subtle ways.. So many that I cant even name them all.. But each mistake has taught me something new... Each person has made me who I am now.. And the question that I often ask myself is that am I happy being this person or not coz in the end only thing that matters is being happy with who you are? And thankfully for me the answer so far has been yes I am happy.

So this post is dedicated to all people who made me grow up..

All people who made me change..

All people the people who changed..

All the people who taught me something..

All the people who hurt me at some level..

All the people who made me realize what a fool I was..

And I know I will be meeting many such people in future also.. People who would hurt me, betray me , at some level break me.. But I also know that in the end that is what makes me strong..

So people though I have been mad at you and maybe am still mad and pissed off..

Maybe I cant stand being in the same room as you..

Yet today I want to thank you.

Thank you for the favor you unknowingly did..

Thank you for hurting me..

Thank you for teaching me..

And thank you for making me strong..

It been loooooooooooooooonggggggg...

I wont say I didnt have anything to say.

I wont say I didnt have time to say it.

I just didnt want to say it.

I have been a brat.

But I am not sorry..

I lovee being a BRAT..

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