5 nights.... 4 parties.... IMT is finally coming to an end and as we near the end of our college tenure life becomes hectic... Farewells, Placement bashes, Final meeting....
And today as i stood on that terrace amidst the loud music and flowing booze it finally struck me... Its all gonna be over... It had not hit me till that moment... I was standing there... 30 bottles of whisky, vodka, rum and whatnot were already over.... 70litres of cola had gone down the drain... with all ur batchmates in cloud9 and dancing away... u felt them enjoying themselves... but on every dancing face, in every passing moment the vibes said it all... all of them were feeling the pinch of the nearing deadline...
2 years flashed across my mind... with every person i saw i could recollect 1000s of memories i have had with them in these 2 years... and when a person is drunk he does tell u things from the heart.. friends who over time had become acquaintances, in that drunken state do let u know that you still mean a lot to them... the circle of people dancing away with hands on each others shoulders all in a way trying to tell each other that these friendships will continue.. much beyond these 27 acres... Those moments you spent with these very guys- in class, outside class... all enough to last a lifetime... those group meetings, those assignment copying, the joke cracking in class on the expense of teachers...
Soon these days will be over and all of us will go our ways... Some will do well, some may not do as well but all i wish is that every person gets the happiness that he desires.. No matter what level of relationship i shared with them here, good or bad, i just hope, wish and pray, that they remain happy, be satisfied, fulfil their dreams, keep their loved ones happy...
I will miss you all....I will miss IMT... I will miss my college days...
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
24 Days in Heaven... Part 2
Around a year back, way back in April 09 i had written a post with the same name. That was 24 days before i left another heaven, France. Today i am the verge of leaving another one, my very own IMT.
24 days.. I will be an MBA.. My life here at this campus would be over, my college life would be over.. Forever.. Its been 2 yrs since i walked in here, i still remember the 1st day i walked in.. like a new born just arriving.. those searching eyes.. those scared expressions.. unaware of what was in store.. Today i am almost through.. In these 2 years a new Sampark was born.. A Sampark much more mature than the one who walked in.. Much more grown up than the one who left Mumbai.. A Sampark ready to face the world and fight the universe on the otherside of the gate..
All that will be left behind will be memories, memories of 2 fantastic years.. From the 7 days record to the hard lessons i learnt. To the luck that took me half way around the world and the 4 fantastic months i spent there. The fantastic friends i found there and the change it brought in me. Then it was about flying back to do my SIP here. The AEC nights that we spent with the AC at full blast. The running back from office to play a game of cricket. Coming to 2nd year was an all new world. From the great planning and execution of Indian Magik to winning Adage with Sumeet and Priya. With Adage i entered an all new world of Film Making. Then came Kartavya and the much more improved We Can.. We Can winning at IMT Ghaziabad was another high point.
I would carry with me a lot of fun and happiness. From playing cricket in the corridors to learning tennis in the last few days. Lying down on the AEC terrace and the Tiered room terrace staring at the stars almost every 2nd day. Running off to the canteen at 3am for an early morning cup of tea. Late night walks with friends, discussing absolutely nothing meaningful at all. Going on snoozing the alarm till you were almost late for class. All city parties would end with a trip to the lake in pitch darkness. Though it was not allowed i did manage 10-15 trips there. The beauty, the wind, the experience was worth risking for.
No mention of IMT can be complete without mentioning the Co-op. The place which taught me more than any book or professor. The lessons of retail, the lessons of dealing with distributors and agents, the lessons of consumer behavior.
Finally can make a mention of my classroom study... The grand economics lecture of Prof Dutta.. The OB of Dr S Mohanty.. The IMC of Prof Gaud.. CGVE of Prof Kulkarni... BAVFS of Vishwanath... Man i didnt get a word of what they taught... My saving grace.. My SMSs, the golf game on my Sony Ericsson, the novels from the library and the best of the best, my sleep..
It will be really difficult mentioning the many profs who shaped these 2 years but the one person whom i would credit a lot of things would be Prof Mazumdar.. Love u Sir.. Thanx for everything..
As these 24 days reach there end, only God knows whats in store.. Who goes where, who does what, none of us know. It will be a completely different world, where each one will start their fight to create a world of their own.. Bachche kachche, raashan pani, kal hogi yehi kahaani... The only thing that will remain are memories, memories of the IMT that made Sampark into THE SAMPARK !!!
24 days.. I will be an MBA.. My life here at this campus would be over, my college life would be over.. Forever.. Its been 2 yrs since i walked in here, i still remember the 1st day i walked in.. like a new born just arriving.. those searching eyes.. those scared expressions.. unaware of what was in store.. Today i am almost through.. In these 2 years a new Sampark was born.. A Sampark much more mature than the one who walked in.. Much more grown up than the one who left Mumbai.. A Sampark ready to face the world and fight the universe on the otherside of the gate..
All that will be left behind will be memories, memories of 2 fantastic years.. From the 7 days record to the hard lessons i learnt. To the luck that took me half way around the world and the 4 fantastic months i spent there. The fantastic friends i found there and the change it brought in me. Then it was about flying back to do my SIP here. The AEC nights that we spent with the AC at full blast. The running back from office to play a game of cricket. Coming to 2nd year was an all new world. From the great planning and execution of Indian Magik to winning Adage with Sumeet and Priya. With Adage i entered an all new world of Film Making. Then came Kartavya and the much more improved We Can.. We Can winning at IMT Ghaziabad was another high point.
I would carry with me a lot of fun and happiness. From playing cricket in the corridors to learning tennis in the last few days. Lying down on the AEC terrace and the Tiered room terrace staring at the stars almost every 2nd day. Running off to the canteen at 3am for an early morning cup of tea. Late night walks with friends, discussing absolutely nothing meaningful at all. Going on snoozing the alarm till you were almost late for class. All city parties would end with a trip to the lake in pitch darkness. Though it was not allowed i did manage 10-15 trips there. The beauty, the wind, the experience was worth risking for.
No mention of IMT can be complete without mentioning the Co-op. The place which taught me more than any book or professor. The lessons of retail, the lessons of dealing with distributors and agents, the lessons of consumer behavior.
Finally can make a mention of my classroom study... The grand economics lecture of Prof Dutta.. The OB of Dr S Mohanty.. The IMC of Prof Gaud.. CGVE of Prof Kulkarni... BAVFS of Vishwanath... Man i didnt get a word of what they taught... My saving grace.. My SMSs, the golf game on my Sony Ericsson, the novels from the library and the best of the best, my sleep..
It will be really difficult mentioning the many profs who shaped these 2 years but the one person whom i would credit a lot of things would be Prof Mazumdar.. Love u Sir.. Thanx for everything..
As these 24 days reach there end, only God knows whats in store.. Who goes where, who does what, none of us know. It will be a completely different world, where each one will start their fight to create a world of their own.. Bachche kachche, raashan pani, kal hogi yehi kahaani... The only thing that will remain are memories, memories of the IMT that made Sampark into THE SAMPARK !!!
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