If there is a future there is time for mending-
Time to see your troubles coming to an ending.
Life is never hopeless however great your sorrow-
If you're looking forward to a new tomorrow.
If there is time for wishing then there is time for hoping-
When through doubt and darkness you are blindly groping.
Though the heart be heavy and hurt you may be feeling-
If there is time for praying there is time for healing.
So if through your window there is a new day breaking-
Thank God for the promise, though mind and soul be aching,
If with harvest over there is grain enough for gleaning-
There is a new tomorrow and life still has meaning.
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Dedicated to my friends
Sitting all by myself in my room, with yet another cancelled lecture( yes MBA is tough :)) all I can think is to go home and spend some more time with my "GANG".
Still remember the school days where all of us would laugh,cry and dream together. Still remember the time when one certain person cut my head open, but would that deter us from being the best of friends "NA". As I sit here I think of the holidays after the boards, our own Summer of 2003, hanging out together dreaming big, not knowing where we are going, a sense of anxiety that we may not be able to meet like that ever again and spending hours doing nothing just "Monopolizing" the world.
Admissions in colleges happen, a certain "Color Plus" personality heads of to the States and masters Unreal Tournaments, the guy who cut open my head heads to the land of the firecrackers, Chic goes to Comibatore, the blind man becomes a merchant navy man, Singh truly proves he is the king, Murg becomes a robot freak, the "Site master" continues his chase behind the "Dusk", Teddy and I try to be masters of electronics. Still remember the times when they would come back home to the city and then w would spend countless hours again out, doing what Nothing. Still remember the Choti Diwali's we spent together. Still remember the statements "Ankur, crib mat mar, its only 11'O clock". Still remember the evening chai sessions walking on the road with teddy and the Site master thinking what would we do next and discussing. Making sure the entire gang meets everytime, everyday whenever evryone was back would frustrate parents into saying "He hasn't come to meet us". College gets over and we decide to make final tour, Go Goa, eating in shacks, sleeping, going to beaches, doing a "Dil Chahta Hai" at Chapoora;then all of us are of to pursue our dreams not knowing when the gang would meet again.
Still remember the school days where all of us would laugh,cry and dream together. Still remember the time when one certain person cut my head open, but would that deter us from being the best of friends "NA". As I sit here I think of the holidays after the boards, our own Summer of 2003, hanging out together dreaming big, not knowing where we are going, a sense of anxiety that we may not be able to meet like that ever again and spending hours doing nothing just "Monopolizing" the world.
Admissions in colleges happen, a certain "Color Plus" personality heads of to the States and masters Unreal Tournaments, the guy who cut open my head heads to the land of the firecrackers, Chic goes to Comibatore, the blind man becomes a merchant navy man, Singh truly proves he is the king, Murg becomes a robot freak, the "Site master" continues his chase behind the "Dusk", Teddy and I try to be masters of electronics. Still remember the times when they would come back home to the city and then w would spend countless hours again out, doing what Nothing. Still remember the Choti Diwali's we spent together. Still remember the statements "Ankur, crib mat mar, its only 11'O clock". Still remember the evening chai sessions walking on the road with teddy and the Site master thinking what would we do next and discussing. Making sure the entire gang meets everytime, everyday whenever evryone was back would frustrate parents into saying "He hasn't come to meet us". College gets over and we decide to make final tour, Go Goa, eating in shacks, sleeping, going to beaches, doing a "Dil Chahta Hai" at Chapoora;then all of us are of to pursue our dreams not knowing when the gang would meet again.
My pursuit??
As a person who has always dreamed to be entrepreneur, I thought that an MBA education would be the facilitator to achieve my long cherished goal. CAT happened and then a "b-school" without much effort or passion.
I left home with a few promises that MBA would be different than my engineering. 6 months on and I review ....have they really been different. At engineering we used to crib about catching the bus at 6 and here in the b-school we crib about class at 9. We are supposed to be managers but somehow can't manage our time well enough to finish projects on time. And then there is the eternal institute/teacher bashing. "If i was there I would be placed by now/ I don't know no shit about this subject neither does the teacher/ The education system sucks".
Then I wonder, have I taken an initiative, the forte' of a entrepreneur these 6 months. The answer comes bang on my face like a slamming door "NO". When a prof tells us OK you guys can learn this on your own..what do we do...don't understand it it's not going to come in an exam...Will a person not at times face a situation where he may require this exact same thing that we peacefully omitted
Nothing has changed from engineering. Cramming last minute,scoring reasonably, getting a degree, walk away without learning anything. A question I ask myself. Is this truly "MY PURSUIT"
I left home with a few promises that MBA would be different than my engineering. 6 months on and I review ....have they really been different. At engineering we used to crib about catching the bus at 6 and here in the b-school we crib about class at 9. We are supposed to be managers but somehow can't manage our time well enough to finish projects on time. And then there is the eternal institute/teacher bashing. "If i was there I would be placed by now/ I don't know no shit about this subject neither does the teacher/ The education system sucks".
Then I wonder, have I taken an initiative, the forte' of a entrepreneur these 6 months. The answer comes bang on my face like a slamming door "NO". When a prof tells us OK you guys can learn this on your own..what do we do...don't understand it it's not going to come in an exam...Will a person not at times face a situation where he may require this exact same thing that we peacefully omitted
Nothing has changed from engineering. Cramming last minute,scoring reasonably, getting a degree, walk away without learning anything. A question I ask myself. Is this truly "MY PURSUIT"
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