Quarter Life Crisis

Here is a forward i got... too busy (lazy?) to blog more... Kinda found myself identifying with wats written... as I walk out of the hallowed lakes and buildings of IIMC into corporatedom.. I hope and pray that I will be able to live through these feelings...


It is when you stop going along with the crowd and
start realizing that there are a lot of things about
yourself that you didn't know and may or may not like.
You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will
be in a year or two, but then get scared because you
barely know where you are now.

You start realizing that people are selfish and that,
maybe, those friends that you thought you were so
close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have
ever met and the people you have lost touch with are
some of the most important ones. What you do not
realize is that they are realizing that too and are
not really cold or catty or mean or insincere, but
that they are as confused as you.

You look at your job. It is not even close to what you
thought you would be doing or maybe you are looking
for one and realizing that you are going to have to
start at the bottom and are scared.

You miss the comforts of college, of groups, of
socializing with the same people on a constant basis.
But then you realize that maybe they weren't so great
after all.

You are beginning to understand yourself and what you
want and do not want. Your opinions have gotten
stronger. You see what others are doing and find
yourself judging a bit more than usual because
suddenly you realize that you have certain boundaries
in your life and add things to your list of what is
acceptable and what is not. You are insecure and then
secure. You laugh and cry with the greatest force of
your life. You feel alone and scared and confused.
Suddenly change is the enemy and you try and cling on
to the past with dear life but soon realize that the
past is drifting further and further away and there is
nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward.

You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you
loved could do such damage to you or you lay in bed
and wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough to
get to know better. You love someone but maybe love
someone else too and cannot figure out why you are
doing this because you are not a bad person.

One night stands and random hook ups start to look
cheap and getting wasted and acting like an idiot
starts to look pathetic. You go through the same
emotions and questions over and over and talk with
your friends about the same topics because you cannot
seem to make a decision.

You worry about loans and money and the future and
making a life for yourself and while wining the race
would be great, right now you'd just like to be a
contender!

What you may not realize is that everyone reading this
relates to it. We are in our best of times and our
worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure
this whole thing out.

Goodbye IIMC.... you made me what I am...

Well, its that time of my life again, when you move out of one stage and you move into another. For all practical purposes my life in IIMC and most probably as a student, it over. I remember the first time I walked into (drove into, rather) this campus. The absolute letdown of the Calcutta “city” was completely erased from my mind the moment I saw this awesome campus loom in front of my eyes.

The two years here have been eventful to say the least. Norris, my senior used to tell me that the campus grows on you. I couldn’t understand what he said and why he spent hours near the jetty. I came to IIMC to learn management; I guess I have learnt much more than that.

What all has IIMC taught me? Hmmm. Good question. It has definitely taught me to go “value adding” activities like bullshit a class of 250 students non stop for 40 mins (they call it case based discussions) or to chill out till the nth hour and sit and cram something hours (and sometimes even minutes) before the exam (sack & crack, the IIMC way !)

In the social life front (which forms a majority of my life here), I have learnt to live with people from different regions, countries and backgrounds. IIMC has taught me the advantage of team work – be in a tyre raid during the world war and u know what I am talking about. It has given me the strength to dream big and work hard to achieve it. Intaglio 2005-06 was our dream, and we made it into the most successful business school meet in India. Its also about unity. Coming from a background of students indulging in campus politics and looking for an excuse to get at each other, this institute surprised me on its capability to rally all its students together for a cause. Each and every student who has passed through the revered hallways of this institute loves and respects this place. There is no section based, region based or hostel based division and that makes it such a healthy environment for growth.

Most importantly, I think IIMC has taught me a new way of life. Its this unique mix wherein you are taught all about the cold, professional world of management on one side, and you learn to appreciate the beauty of nature and like to sit beside the lake and watch the sun set on the other side. Its about leading teams with purpose and working with deadly efficiency on one side and laying back and sleeping or just roaming around campus on the other.

All in all, I think IIMC has taught me to take the best of both worlds. It has empowered me with a strong heart and a confident spirit. It has given me friendships that I will treasure for the years to come. As I say goodbye to this great institute which has made me what I am.. all I can say is.. IIMC tujhe Salaam…

The deed is done!

After 2 full years of sleeping, eating, crapping, cribbing about life, attending JBS parties, boozing and performing similairly highly intellectual activities here, I have been placed for my capabilties at P&G.

I am real happy not because I might be earning a fat pay cheque or that I might have to go around selling Vicks and Head & Shoulders, but because i was able to follow my heart in choosing my career and I was able to get my dream job. Not many people get this opportunity, and I am thankful to God and all my friends and relatives who made this happen.

So here is thanking you all for praying for me and staying with me in happy and sad times.. Thank you one and all!! For now, let me get back to my intellectual activities....

The 41st Batch of IIMC..... Unofficial snaps of the Batch photo ceremony

The hostel where I spent 2 years in.. these are my wingmates trying to emulate a Rajni movie poster - Jak, Cheri, Swamy, Srivats, Adipa, Bogu and Tycho...

MnC@ IIMC - hiran, moi, gag, blojo, dermi, hari balls, skus, lappy, jaaran & annaT

Band of Brothers and sister... on Howrah Bridge....

All 250 of us, for the first time in 2 years, pseudly dressed.... in front of the all imposing audi.... It was a privilege to be in this institute for the best daze of my life....