Kamino ...Missing U ... all over again !!!

I am back in college and everything is ok here except that i am missing you guys very much .... it feels like being in ISM again without the company ... love....... spirits  of you wonderful beings...
I know lives have changed ... we have traded different routes in life and probably we shall all never again meet at a single crossroad of this life ... but I shall always love and cherish the roads when we were all walking side by side... each at a shoulder's length distance from each other or even closer.

Today when I walk on the path way to college ... similar to when i was rushing for the classes in ISM .. i miss the cajoling words of my chota haathi ..." yaar abhi sirf 8:05 hua hai .. abhi time hai ." and we would sleespishly enter the classroom without any pen .....and arpit without even a copy ......... Here i generally reach on time .. not becoz i have changed but because i dont have your assuring company of the last moment rush .. which of course is no fun .... I am growing thinner here .. haven't even tasted the samosas and snack of the nearby outside shops .... i still like sweets ... but bereft of your company .. i dont feel like having them anymore .....

I know I am talking immature ..... but I also know that u will understand i shall always remain immature....

I am mostly found in my room here as there is no room no 166 here ... my favorite room in ISM ..... When i visit any room here ..... i miss those faces somehow adjusting happily on the same bed facing the window and the other bed almost vacant ... with pearls of laughter and ounce of wisdom .. with non sense immense and length of the discussions from lunch to dinner.... Amongst these the tender soul had impressed me for lifetime .. and i miss your words ... i miss your perspective of seeing things from a much different height .. I miss the walks from ramdhani to seismological center .. I miss venting out myself and getting cajoled by the philosophy of the higher domain .. i miss the way I knew you .... differently ...... Though this vacuum can never be filled ... the college here often finds me wanting to walk on the roads unknown(here are few) .... only to find that you are not there to accompany me ... and I rest my feet hating to walk on that lane ....

I have somehow been lucky to meet some people in life who have a special place .......... but its never been so troubling for me before ....  it feels i am having samosa without any aloo.. I won't lie ..... there was freshers welcome .. i slept through half of it .. I hushed myself out of the DJ .. It's not that I dint try to enjoy .. but somewhere the mess parties flashing my minds ... I couldn't do anything but run away from the party .. back to my room ....

People are planning for vacations and I have distanced myself from all such plans.. after all it cant be Kolkata trip or neither it can be Kundan's home trip .. Here, no one says anything if you take water from there bottle .. but I never do .. I dont ask for shampoo here .. its not that no one does ... but it's not compelling to ask for water , shampoo , bucket .. deo to one who is none of you folks ....

There is no one  like prat here who could make you understand the concepts patiently and when you dint get it would ask "ghont lo". The roomie here is good, but it's not you who would silently understand when I was troubled and waited for me patiently , sometimes till infinity to confront him the situation. I am still straight but I miss the perfect gentleman , the most effiecient guy who would sleep on time ... no matter even if it was a DC exam tomorrow( His max wake up time was 1 am in DC).

Everyone is so practical here, I miss the heart of gold , the innocence of love and the scorn of the tiger .... Raj .. Though he has changed a lot in the recent times, I still saviour the image which is there to stay .. the truest form of man . I don't ask doubts to people , not because I don't have any but coz it reminds me of the days when even before the exams you would be found explaining the concepts to the less illuminated folks , sometimes for the nth time... I miss the tenderness of your soul and along with the generosity of ur wallet(I used to finish off his prepaid balance while he was fast asleep). He never complained and neither did Rastogi.

There is a temple here at the hill top and I can get the company , but I don't feel like going ....It makes me remember the Hyderabad days with you rastogi..........I miss those lengthy conversations on love life....

It's not that people here are dumb, but i still miss the intellects of ganza , mathur and ghosh da who could molest the logic of logic to any extent. I miss the numerous debates, planning of tom dick and harry and what not .. and of course I miss the Kundan-Mathur show .... Anshu has changed from a fragile guy to tough guy both mentally and physically, but i still like to believe that he is the guy who used to come to the volleyball court almost everyday for almost negligible improvement in the skills..A favorite of bhatta who actually wanted to preserve his brains in ISM for further reserach ... ok i was kidding ..

I miss you  both .....Neha and Neelam , The girls here though 40% in proportion are no fun to walk with to the Girl's hostel(No I don't delibrately go there... the mess is that side). I miss the short temper and the valentine's day roses ... I miss the kolkata trip .. I miss the library days.... I miss seeing neelam preparing for Gre and teasing her .. I miss those long hours spent in canteen.. I miss the computer workshop , I miss the Bangalore catch up .. I miss the sense of warmth I had in your company and I miss the fun and frolic in yours........I miss your fights and your sign languages .........

I can go on and on and on ....... it wont ever end .....

but practically its 4:45 am now .. let me wind up ...........

I know i should not say this .... but let me tell it to you now that the emotion platter is full ..........................There was one thg in final year that changed me .. and my perception of almost evrythg . .............. I feel very blessed to have you all as my friends in those trying times and later ........................each one of you has touched my life in a very unique way .. beyond the limits of words...

I love You ALL,

Happy friendship day


PS: The above was written on 1st August, reproduced out of love and dearth of anything more beautiful than the words above...

Life in S.Pjain Institute of Management Research

SP...Here it is :)

You have run enough...... It was a long race, where you learnt all the tricks of the trade, from sheer hard work to applying your grey cells to the limits. Now you can let go! Yes, here it is different; here it is S.P Jain Institute of Management Research.

As with the greatest personalities in life, SP Jain find its deepest values in simplicity.  Three months into the programme, the Spinners have already fallen in love with every minuscule of the Institute. Apart from the multitude of talent handpicked from different parts of the country, you have a unique pedagogy which will make you rethink all that you have done in your life. Here you will see the seamless amalgamation of the eastern ethos and the western efficiency. This is where you shall work day in and day out and at the end of the day , fall in love  with it.

The feel at the Pinnacle

The batch size of 180, although makes it difficult to get in for the many deserving and talented pool, ensures that once you are in, you develop a close connect with your peers and build relationships which last lifetime. There are lots of first in SPJIMR. It is the first institute to implement the choice of the stream(IM, Finance, Operations and Marketing) right at the time of admission. As in life, focus in important, so is it in SPJIMR. While freshers and work-experience are equally considered, it ensures that it selects only the students focused on what they want out of their life.

The eclectic integration of courses and the student activity helps one explore all that they ever wanted to do. One learns from the CEO’s as well as the slum dwellers in the pedagogy of SPJIMR. The innovative hats of Abyudaya ( shaping some one’s life), DOCC , PG Lab , Geeta Shibir take you through a myriads of emotions, of self development, peer development and societal development. While at class you interact with one of the best brains across India from diverse background, you learn the administrative aspects of society in ADMAP.

The view from up here

The day starts at 8:30 am and often transpires into the next day with lots of work , fun and life. You keep finding your ‘aha’ moments rediscovering yourself , sometimes in the lanes to hostel (boy’s and girls), in Open Air theatre or the sports complex. Being in the fast track Mumbai often gives you the momentum to pursue your interests outside studies , in theatres, live projects etc.

The Spinners....

They say, we have given you a threat free 2 years and we intend to make the most out of it.After all life is all about knowing , being and doing ....so is MBA...

I liked SPJIMR ... and infact am loving it............