Almost a month that I completed my Master's Degree, my MBA, a 2 long year program (Hooray !!Glad and Happy about it) and it wouldn't be absolutely fair on my part if I do not write about this journey which has been full of learning- academic but most importantly nonacademic ,learning about myself, friends, best friends and people who were not just a part of my MBA life but outside it too. Not writing about it especially when most of my batch mates/friends feel I have an entirely different take on my MBA life would make me a killjoy.
It all started in the year 2008 when after regretting for having not given my 2007 entrance exams despite having filled the forms I finally decided to write a long list of exams and try get admission into one of the few chosen institute as i knew very clearly that its now or never. Finally the exams were over and for a few exams the results were out, was called for interview at one institute and successfully cracked the interview but the exorbitant 7 digit fee structure put me in a fix, nor did i have the time to wait for other results since the institute demanded that I pay a non refundable deposit which was very high by 1 pm the next day, confused and frustrated I finally decided not to take the call and wait for other results hoping something better was in store for me. Well yes that's one way we always console our self when things don't work out.
The next 2 days were spent in the same mood , on the third day morning at around 9.30 am while I was still sleeping my phone rang, to my surprise it was a call from the institute, all kinds of thoughts started wandering my mind , I and an other friend who had also applied to the same institute were asked to attend an interview at 3.Pm the same day but in a different part of the country altogether and how is someone suppose to travel at such a short notice !! sigh!!, was this some kind of a joke I thought for a while after which I called my friend to give him the news, he was equally shocked , and both of us in a similar state of indecisiveness and asking each other what to do? would we get the flight tickets, would we be able to reach on time, to be on time we would have to take a flight around 12.30 pm but travelling to the airport would take an hour minimum and it was already 9.50 am, finally the decision was made, my friend checked for the tickets, there was a flight at 12.15 pm and the next flight was at 2 pm needless to say we decided to take the 12.15 flight. I came out of my room, told my parents I was travelling immediately, the expression on their face?? well I don't really want to talk about it. Went back to my room, packed a pair of salwar suits and other stuff, put all my documents into the bag, thank God that I always keep my documents handy and well organized, asked my sister to iron a suit that i could wear on flight and went off to take a shower after which I immediately dressed up, rechecked my documents, wallet and left, all this in 20-25 mins.
We were half an hour late for the interview, i was the first one to be called for the interview which went on for more than 30 mins, my friend went in next ,we were both asked to wait till the final decision was made. We were both waiting outside the campus, hungry, nervous trying to figure out if all this drama we went through this morning is going to be fruitful and after a long wait we were called back and here was something though i wanted to hear wasn't quite expected, Congratulations !! you have been selected, Whoa !! I could not believe it, I had made it , My friend too got through but due to some reasons decided not to join and it wasn't a bad decision at all , at least for him (I am sure he will agree with me on this !!) . Came out delighted, called mom, and closest of my friends to give them the news, the course was starting the next day and did not want to miss the induction day of college, well who would want to hence decided to stay back in the city for the next day, then called my friend to initiate the exit process at my company, i would have loved to do it after reaching back, but each day counts when you serve the notice period,asked my friend to access my Dmat account and sell the shares at whatever the market price was to arrange for the fee, luckily got a good deal on it too.
Later in the evening went out to shop for some business formals, packed a plate of chinese noodles, went back to the hostel room which the insitiute provided, narrated the entire story to a friend , ate, thanked the almighty for it and slept with a smile on my face.
To be contd...
It all started in the year 2008 when after regretting for having not given my 2007 entrance exams despite having filled the forms I finally decided to write a long list of exams and try get admission into one of the few chosen institute as i knew very clearly that its now or never. Finally the exams were over and for a few exams the results were out, was called for interview at one institute and successfully cracked the interview but the exorbitant 7 digit fee structure put me in a fix, nor did i have the time to wait for other results since the institute demanded that I pay a non refundable deposit which was very high by 1 pm the next day, confused and frustrated I finally decided not to take the call and wait for other results hoping something better was in store for me. Well yes that's one way we always console our self when things don't work out.
The last results were awaited with much more curiosity and hope I was hardly able to concentrate on work, finally the wait was over, the results were out, this was my only chance and with fingers crossed and chanting prayers i logged in to the institute website to check the results, on entering the details what i saw was something I did not want to see, the message read Sorry you are not selected(or the likes of it), hell broke loose upon me, hands were shivering , all the efforts gone down the drain, all prayers unanswered, eyes immediately filled with tears , words may not describe what I then felt and to ensure no body notices this I walked off to the pantry outside my office space, drank a glass of cold water and sat down in one corner trying to digest the news and instead of figuring out what must have gone wrong I was cursing why and how it happened, well may be that's a typical human tendency, was this some kind of a sign of the nature as not many people around me were convinced/happy with my decision of taking up higher studies, well whatever it was it was definitely not something I wanted. The rest of the day was spent in absolute silence and dejected I went back home at the usual time and as the mood had it I skipped my dinner and slept.
The next 2 days were spent in the same mood , on the third day morning at around 9.30 am while I was still sleeping my phone rang, to my surprise it was a call from the institute, all kinds of thoughts started wandering my mind , I and an other friend who had also applied to the same institute were asked to attend an interview at 3.Pm the same day but in a different part of the country altogether and how is someone suppose to travel at such a short notice !! sigh!!, was this some kind of a joke I thought for a while after which I called my friend to give him the news, he was equally shocked , and both of us in a similar state of indecisiveness and asking each other what to do? would we get the flight tickets, would we be able to reach on time, to be on time we would have to take a flight around 12.30 pm but travelling to the airport would take an hour minimum and it was already 9.50 am, finally the decision was made, my friend checked for the tickets, there was a flight at 12.15 pm and the next flight was at 2 pm needless to say we decided to take the 12.15 flight. I came out of my room, told my parents I was travelling immediately, the expression on their face?? well I don't really want to talk about it. Went back to my room, packed a pair of salwar suits and other stuff, put all my documents into the bag, thank God that I always keep my documents handy and well organized, asked my sister to iron a suit that i could wear on flight and went off to take a shower after which I immediately dressed up, rechecked my documents, wallet and left, all this in 20-25 mins. I took an auto to a place from where my friend picked me up for the airport once we hit the highway we were speeding down the road at 100 kmph and in minutes we landed in a worse comes to worst scenario- we were caught by the police for crossing the speed limits, not wanting to waste a minute of time we paid the fine and moved losing 10-15 mins in the process. Finally reached the airport only a few minutes before the departure time, luckily immediately found some parking space and both of us started running towards the check in counter and guess what I was wearing 5 inch long pencil heel and as obvious it can be I stumbled a couple of times , i took my sandals off , held them in my hand and started running again. All the passengers were already on board and we were still at the check in, had it been one of those flights which closes the check in counter 40-45 mins before departure, we would have never made it.
We were half an hour late for the interview, i was the first one to be called for the interview which went on for more than 30 mins, my friend went in next ,we were both asked to wait till the final decision was made. We were both waiting outside the campus, hungry, nervous trying to figure out if all this drama we went through this morning is going to be fruitful and after a long wait we were called back and here was something though i wanted to hear wasn't quite expected, Congratulations !! you have been selected, Whoa !! I could not believe it, I had made it , My friend too got through but due to some reasons decided not to join and it wasn't a bad decision at all , at least for him (I am sure he will agree with me on this !!) . Came out delighted, called mom, and closest of my friends to give them the news, the course was starting the next day and did not want to miss the induction day of college, well who would want to hence decided to stay back in the city for the next day, then called my friend to initiate the exit process at my company, i would have loved to do it after reaching back, but each day counts when you serve the notice period,asked my friend to access my Dmat account and sell the shares at whatever the market price was to arrange for the fee, luckily got a good deal on it too. Later in the evening went out to shop for some business formals, packed a plate of chinese noodles, went back to the hostel room which the insitiute provided, narrated the entire story to a friend , ate, thanked the almighty for it and slept with a smile on my face.
To be contd...
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