Wow its been a while
SO it’s been a long time since I have written. I somehow didn’t feel like writing the whole of last semester, I guess I wrote too much the semester before. Anyhow so my last term went pretty shitty, and I am pretty pissed off with myself for not giving my time to some of the most amazing courses. Marketing implementation was taught by probably one of the best professors this whole year, and I paid very little attention to it. Wish I had been more responsible.
Last semester was spent taking part in competitions, and we were in the finals for a b plan competition at XLRI, I wish I would say that we won it, but we didn’t. (sad sad sad) I thoroughly enjoyed it though, going to my dads’ alma mater and meeting the very professors that had taught him while he was doing his MBA was amazing. I even took photos with the professor there, a prof Sarin, and oh crap haven’t sent the pic to My dad (so bad of me). And I met an old friend of mine from yester years, ie from high school who now is at XLRI, was amazing, in fact I fell in love with Jamshedpur. To imagine that my parents would have gone through the very streets that I walked through while they were still newly married was an amazing feeling. I was actually there for my first year, and I caught myself wondering what it would have been like in those days. Dad and mom have frequently told me stories about how I used to be a pain in the ass but couldn’t help but wonder if I had walked through the streets in Jamshedpur when I was young. The students at XLRI were extremely friendly, I was actually pretty happy to have met some of the guys there, and in fact I am gonna keep in touch with some of these guys for many years to come.
So then I was back in school and had to go through the grind again, and had to take exams that I was not prepared for.
Now its 6th term, can’t believe that time has flown this fast. We have only 4.5 more months of school, and then I will be gone. I am really gonna miss one friend a lot, and I don’t even know how I got so close to this person. Sometimes its odd how you get so attached to something that you feel its as much a part of you as anything else, and cant fathom not having it anymore. It’s the same here, this person has become so much a part of me that I cant imagine this person not being there. And now we come to ISB, man I am gonna miss the pampering, why couldn’t this course have been a 2 year course? On that note let me get back to my assignments…….
Last semester was spent taking part in competitions, and we were in the finals for a b plan competition at XLRI, I wish I would say that we won it, but we didn’t. (sad sad sad) I thoroughly enjoyed it though, going to my dads’ alma mater and meeting the very professors that had taught him while he was doing his MBA was amazing. I even took photos with the professor there, a prof Sarin, and oh crap haven’t sent the pic to My dad (so bad of me). And I met an old friend of mine from yester years, ie from high school who now is at XLRI, was amazing, in fact I fell in love with Jamshedpur. To imagine that my parents would have gone through the very streets that I walked through while they were still newly married was an amazing feeling. I was actually there for my first year, and I caught myself wondering what it would have been like in those days. Dad and mom have frequently told me stories about how I used to be a pain in the ass but couldn’t help but wonder if I had walked through the streets in Jamshedpur when I was young. The students at XLRI were extremely friendly, I was actually pretty happy to have met some of the guys there, and in fact I am gonna keep in touch with some of these guys for many years to come.
So then I was back in school and had to go through the grind again, and had to take exams that I was not prepared for.
Now its 6th term, can’t believe that time has flown this fast. We have only 4.5 more months of school, and then I will be gone. I am really gonna miss one friend a lot, and I don’t even know how I got so close to this person. Sometimes its odd how you get so attached to something that you feel its as much a part of you as anything else, and cant fathom not having it anymore. It’s the same here, this person has become so much a part of me that I cant imagine this person not being there. And now we come to ISB, man I am gonna miss the pampering, why couldn’t this course have been a 2 year course? On that note let me get back to my assignments…….
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