When it comes to blogging, I am as regular as attending morning classes throughout my 6 years of college (BE + MBA). It was with a lot of josh that I wrote a post more than a year back that I would blog regularly. Now normally I wouldn't try to correct my irregular ways but since I had publicly proclaimed to blog more often I am having an another attempt at it. Only time will tell if my blog will be like the morning classes or my basketball practice sessions (I was quite regular at that :)
Since my last post I have completed my studies at IIMK. Two wonderful years with many happy memories and good friendships!! I am now working with Accenture Consulting in Mumbai. I must add that the real estate prices in Mumbai are F***in insane. A small dingy one room 10*10 'room' in Colaba costs Rs 15k per month!!! Not that I am staying in that place
One rather 'irregular' incident did take place when I was in college. This actually took place during my final term in Year 1. The midterm exams were on and I had just written a couple of exams the previous day. Next on was Human Resources Management at 9 in the morning. A lot of theory was to be read for the exam ( I hate reading theory) and I had to burn the midnight oil and finally slept at around 5 in the morning. Before sleeping I had kept the alarm for 8.
Generally my alarms have the habit of waking up the entire hostel but me. The guys then wake me up! So was the case that day as well. My neighbor, Angad, woke me up at around 8 (I still feel he should have woken me up only by around 8.30 types). But I had no recollection of that. After sometime I woke up all of a sudden. Maybe it was my biological clock responding to the 8 am alarm and I was immediately scared that I was late for my exam. Its that sort of a fear you get when you wake up and know that you are late. But I heard my classmates' voices from the next room and so relaxed a bit. I just stretched a bit and then happened to steal a glance at my watch.
To my horror the time was 10.30!!!! My classmates were not doing 'the final-minute-before-the-exam' discussions but rather 'the after-the-exam-oh-no-shit' discussions.
The prof was a visiting one and wasnt there on campus that day. So I spoke to the person in charge of the PGP office.
Since my last post I have completed my studies at IIMK. Two wonderful years with many happy memories and good friendships!! I am now working with Accenture Consulting in Mumbai. I must add that the real estate prices in Mumbai are F***in insane. A small dingy one room 10*10 'room' in Colaba costs Rs 15k per month!!! Not that I am staying in that place
One rather 'irregular' incident did take place when I was in college. This actually took place during my final term in Year 1. The midterm exams were on and I had just written a couple of exams the previous day. Next on was Human Resources Management at 9 in the morning. A lot of theory was to be read for the exam ( I hate reading theory) and I had to burn the midnight oil and finally slept at around 5 in the morning. Before sleeping I had kept the alarm for 8.
Generally my alarms have the habit of waking up the entire hostel but me. The guys then wake me up! So was the case that day as well. My neighbor, Angad, woke me up at around 8 (I still feel he should have woken me up only by around 8.30 types). But I had no recollection of that. After sometime I woke up all of a sudden. Maybe it was my biological clock responding to the 8 am alarm and I was immediately scared that I was late for my exam. Its that sort of a fear you get when you wake up and know that you are late. But I heard my classmates' voices from the next room and so relaxed a bit. I just stretched a bit and then happened to steal a glance at my watch.
To my horror the time was 10.30!!!! My classmates were not doing 'the final-minute-before-the-exam' discussions but rather 'the after-the-exam-oh-no-shit' discussions.
Me: Guys the exams are over or what?
Angad: What you didn't come for the exam? I woke you up man.
Me: Err... I don't remember. Lemme go check with the prof and see if anything can be done.
The prof was a visiting one and wasnt there on campus that day. So I spoke to the person in charge of the PGP office.
Me: Sir I missed...Then I spoke to the prof and he also look bewildered when I said that I slept off. But he was a nice guy and wanted to give me an assignment to make up for some of my marks (The midterm was for 20%) but the rules didnt allow for that. So I had to study real hard for the endterm and finally managed to get a B grade. Here I must add that the prof was quite liberal in his grading. God bless him!!
S: What?
Me: Sir I missed the exam.
S: Whatttttt? You missed the exam? !@#$%^%$#$%^&
S: (After regaining himself) There is nothing we can do now. At least if you had managed to come during the exam we could have done something even if you were late. Its now 45 minutes past the exam. Anyway you were not feeling well?
Me: Errrr... (Not feeling well would mean getting a medical certificate. Even then there might be no point). Errr..... Sir I lept off.
S: Whattttt? @#$%^&*(*&^%$#$%^&*
S: You talk to the prof but I doubt if anything can be done.
