Showing posts with label IMT days. Show all posts
Showing posts with label IMT days. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Aakhri 10 ghante.... My Thank You Speech



Finally i have reached the end... After many blog posts and numerous days and months and years, i have reached the end of IMT.... In another 10 hours, the train leave Nagpur station and IMT will get behind, FOREVER...

And as i leave IMT I would like to thank all of you guys for giving me those fantastic memories, learnings and lessons... You have given me enough for me to live a lifetime.. and this post is dedicated to all those guys who touched my life here at IMT

My friend circle:
Guys had the time of my life with you. You are the best. Will miss those birthday treats forever. Those trips to the movies. Those dinners. Pranay, Pranav, Jain, Vinay, Neha, Khanna, Nazm, Kapil, Bhardwaj, Shreyaa, Manisha, Tandon,Akanksha... U guys rock... Parag, Pankaj, Mittal, Shweta, Shekhar, Ronak, TinTin motu, Avni... Without you IMT would have been incomplete...

My french family: Eshan, Mayank, Ashok, Aishwarya and Sunil... Tumhare bina toh sab kuch adhura rahega.. kuch bhi nahi rahega actually.. Those 4 months would be the best times of my life.

My team at the Co-op..Jay Sir, Surbhi mata, Sid, Anu, Sumeet, Richa... learnt a lot from you guys... Sheetal Di, Anu maam, Kruti Maam, JLo, Snehil, Avik, Gaurav and sweet juniors Eshaan, Anshita, Rupam, Gaurav, Fuggs, KD, Alen and Chandak... Coop aap logon ke bina adhura hai... Rahul.. You were the heart and soul of the Coop...

Marque, the Marketing Forum: Viraj, Walia, Ronak, Snigdha, Priya and the other... Marketing toh koi bhasad banake dekhe... bahut mazaa aata hai...

My first year gang: Ritesh, Chanda, Shreyashi, Shantu, Chottu, Ravi( mera pyaara roomie) and Divya too... Thank you guys.... It was a pleasure knowing you. Will forever that egg bashing i received on my birthday.. Courtesy you guys and will always remember the friendship day night out...

I have also been great to have fantastic seniors: Zareen and Fareed... you were the best... All of you from the Angels and Demons team.. It was great working with you. Motwani Sir, will never forget your advice which you had given to me when i was about to leave the Marketing Forum... Manila maam, it was great knowing u too...

How can i forget my great juniors... Hitansh, Ridhima, Deeksha, Mr CIC, my Indian Magik team ( Andy, Anu, Anuj, Akanksha, Varun, Shweta, Miky, Nikeeta, Kedia Yogi, Paaji, Vibhor, Vikas, Pooja) Those from my movie teams ( Vidhi, Sanjesh, Ladykiller,)

I left Sumeet and Priya for last but you guys are definately there at the top... Without you Indian Magik wouldnt have been what it was and Sampark wouldnt have been what Sampark is....

Imt also had some of the greatests professors who touch my life and changed it forever. Mazumdar Sir, the God, without whom France would not have been thr ever. That trip changed my forever and all thanks to him. My marketing gurus, Prof gadgil, prof Jaisimha, Prof Fadnavis... Sirs, you were simply outstanding...

And there were so many other people in and outside the campus who just made these 2 years unforgettable.. Panchu bhai, Rahul and Giridhar bhaiya... aapke juice, cold coffee aur maggi... where else will i get that pleasure. Hemraj bhau, ur canteen sucked, but ur chai was enough to compensate. Sailesh bhau mess ka khaana was enough to shoo me off but it was great interacting with u and playing cricket with you during those SIP days..

I am really sorry if i have left of anybody but guys each and everyone of you touched my life and today its not the same anymore..

THANK YOU IMT... MISS U ALWAYS, LOVE U FOREVER

Ek garam chai ki pyali ho


There are 3 saving graces in IMT... Through the day its our dear Panchu Bhai and his maggi... Well supported by Rahul and Giridhar Bhaiya and their unlimited stock of juices and cold coffee...

Once its evening its the turn of my Coop and its wonderful cups of coffee... Cups after cups and you can never get bored of it....

But the winner, the mega prize winner is that lifeline from the canteen, our very own desi chai.... One of the greatest memories of IMT and something that i am going to miss the most is that cup of desi chai.... The chai which stands by you through every weather or mood

Be it those treacherous days of Marketing cases or those days of Milestone or Runbhoomi.... Be it those days when you are out having a romantic walk with your beloved or just ur leg pulling session with your friends... None of them could ever be complete without that cup of tea....

Even sitting in different hostels, google talks would go pinging "Chai??" Ya buddy, y not... And the perfect complimentary to the chai would be an aloo pyaz paratha, fried eggs or the veg cheeze sandwich... Whatever the order, chai toh saath honi hi hai...

If not satisfied with one cup, have another, followed by another... With Hemraj standing at the counter, the canteen was always in a chaos but the chai was worth the wait....

The days when the milk would get over or the LPG cylinder would be out of gas and the chai wouldnt be available, guys would walk out of the canteen as if a girl had rejected their marriage proposal... Such is the pyaar for chai, a simple cup of chai...

Just minutes back i had my last 2 cups of desi chai and tomorrow as i leave IMT forever, amongst all other things, something that i will miss daily would be the desi chai... As the clock would strike 2- 2.30am my heart would crave for the chai but that taste, the thrill, the feeling will never be replicated... the feeling of running to the canteen to have desi chai....

I will miss u Desi Chai... Love u forever....

Sunday, March 7, 2010

IMT Nagpur Class of 2010

The Final Bye

Today Ashok and Priya left....

Ashok, the rebel, the outcast, My French Brother... Idiot didnt even tell us he was leaving...I got a call straight from the cab that he was leaving.. What did he think that he can disappear like Rancho of 3 idiots.... I tried my best to stop.. took his ticket.. Told the cab to drive off while i held onto him but he slid his hand off and went off... I never noticed that as the cab moved towards the gate tears started rolling down...The cab stopped at the gate and Eshan, Mayank and me rushed towards the gate in another attempt to stop him... Seeing the tears he did slow down a bit but i wasnt able to stop him and the cab drove off.. I tried calling him again and convincing him but he still refused... Mayank and Eshan went to the station also but he still didnt stop... Woh chala gaya...

Ashok, even though we fought a lot, here and in France...Yet I love u.... Bhai you have taught me so much, u introduced me to so many new things, the world of politics, LTTE, RSS, BJP and what not... Our ideals never matched but it was an honour to learn so much from you... You are my inspiration to know more...

When we left France i was sad but i knew you were there... Today as you left i realised that we may never meet on this soil again....



Priya Sharma, The one man/woman army..... My pyari behna actually bhai.... Sweetheart tera basketball dekh dekh ke toh achche ladko ki jal jaati thi... You are the best... Agar u wanna live life and wanna live life to the fullest meet Priya Sharma... Forever stay the bindaas don that you are...

I tried a lot to stop her today... Called her sister, called her dad, requested them to let her stay.. they agreed but she stuck to her stand.... Threatened to get her locked in her room and not let her go... Took a permanent marker and scribbled on her door that we wont let u go today.... But woh bhi chali gayi....

My last attempt is still on.... She still has to reach the train... People are already placed at strategic locations in the city to help her miss her train... Maybe the final emotional punch may work... Only time will tell

With her leaving the brand of Indian Magik here at IMT finally broke.. One of the concept heads and one of the partners of Indian Magik, the team which over time became our recognition at IMT... From the runners up position at Milestone 34, to the making and screening of Kartavya at MICA, Ahmedabad, to winning AdAge with Cling Safety Pins at Milestone 35, IMT-N and then all the way to winning Passion 09 at IMT Ghaziabad with We Can... (the movie) and Ek Awaaz (the Nukkad natak) . I will miss my Assistant Director.

The first day of bidding goodbye is drawing to a close...

Priya and Ashok.... IMT will forever miss you... Your place will always be special in my heart and in IMT's heart...

Saturday, March 6, 2010

Its farewell time...

The day is finally here... when we officially say goodbye to IMT... Thats another point that we are not going to leave campus so soon but tonight officially we will be waved goodbye as IMT Nagpur's Class of 2010...

The evening started with a formal ceremony at the LRC. The female species had begun preparations since early morning... No no they didnt have to cook anything... they had to get themselves ready for the organisation... How can, please explain, anyone travel 40+ kilometres to visit a beauty parlour... The girls here at IMT are seen in a sari twice... Once on the 1st day we get inducted into the college... That time we dont know them.. its just our first glimpse of them... But this time its a whole new picture altogether... You have seen them for 2 years, studied with them for 2 years, jhelofied their nakhras for 2 years and suddenly today when u see them in saris with make up and stuff you feel you are again introduced to someone whom you havent met earlier...

But ya everyone seemed grown up, guys and gals included, seemed like men and women were ready to take on the world... The high point of the ceremony was the standing ovation thats Mr Mazumdar got... Our lovely warden, Our savior of 2 years and specially for 6 of us he is the life changer, the one who introduced us to the world of France and beyond... Sir, we love you... You are the best... Without you life wouldnt have been what it is... And its not only me who shares this opinion, its everyone... The standing ovation is proof enough...

The photo session after that went on and on and on... Now i am back in my room, getting my camera battery charged for the next photo session, and getting ready for our informal farewell.. In another half an hour or so that will begun and the party is gonna run till late in the morning tomorrow...

Part 2 coming up soon.....

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Final Hour of MBA

I am getting late... Its 8 45... I have an exam from 9... I want to capture this feeling of ending my education... i know i will get late but i know i wont be able to describe this feeling once i am done with the exam...

I havent studied a word so i very well know that i will leave the exam hall by 9 45... so officially this is my last hour as an MBA student... as any student infact...
23 years the studies that i hated are finally coming to an end... though later in the day i have an interview to sit for but by then i will be an MBA rather than someone pursuing MBA

Last night for the first time since Placements began i wasnt able to sleep properly... there was this sense of uneasiness.. something i cant describe which didnt let me sleep... I tossed around in bed for almost 2 hours before getting up and switching on my laptop... i finally managed to sleep at 5 am... now that i am up, even now that sense of uneasiness prevails, something which i cant describe clearly, something now normal...

If i do manage to get this job today, at least i will be able to say that i walked out of MBA life with a job... If i dont for some time, no matter how small it is... i will say that i am a part of the unemployed brigade.... today i my final chance to fulfil the 1st statement... just pray guys that i manage it... the last time i had this type of feeling was before my CAT exam... even then i wasnt able to sleep all night long....

guys its 8.52... i need to rush or i would not be able to reach the examination hall in time... Jai Kulkarni ka Corporate Governance... Take care everyone, love u and one more thing, the next time you meet me, you will meet a newly crowned MBA....

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

IMT ki kahani... Pankaj Chandalia ki zubani...

Pankaj's story of 2 years at IMT. A story which touched my heart, a story which would touch any IMTian.. Thanx Bhai for giving me an opportunity to share your work. You have been one of the great friends i have found here and hope that this friendship lasts a lifetime...



कुछ आशाएँ और सपने लिए, हम पहुँचे IMT नागपुर मन में शंका लिए
घर से दूर एक नये आशियाँ में, अंजान शहर, अंजान लोगों के बीच
एक नई शुरुआत MBA करने को हम चले


Healthy Interaction का तो बहाना था, वास्तव में Seniors को अपनी धौंस जमाना था
रातभर जगाकर Seniors ने हमें यहाँ के Culture की आदत डाली,
Forums और Committee interview ने हमारी बॅंड बजा डाली
लेकिन इसी बीच हमने लोगों को जानना शुरू किया और हमारे Group Formation का प्रारंभ हुआ


Group Discussion की foundation तो OB ने की, इतनी Meetings तो वरना कभी की थी
कई बार तो Case Discussion के लिए जाना एक बहाना था,
Colleague या Groupmate पर लाइन मारने मगर जाना था
Number Crunching जयसिम्हा सर ने सिखाई,मगर उनके पीछे का Assumption कभी समझ नही आई
बंपी-बू की हरकतों पर हैरानी ,Gajavelli की Economy की कहानी
यही सब हैं हमारी पढ़ाई से related क़िस्से मेरी ज़बानी


M 34 में Promotion की जगह के लिए झपटा-झपटी ,
महासंग्राम मैं Immortals ने दी Seniors को पटकी
M 35 मैं CORE committee बन गई CHOR committee,
A Block की भसड़ में हुई rooms के लिए झपटा झपटी

यादें लेकर हम First year की मन में, बिछड़े दोस्तों से SIP के लिए
Project Report तो पता नहीं कैसे पूरी हुई, जैसे तैसे 10 हफ्ते कटे
फिर से दोस्तों से मिलने की तलब थी, चालू करने थे बातों के सिलसिले

फिर पहुँचे हम IMT, अब Seniors थे हो गये, कुछ तो गये A Block कुछ C Block ही रह गये
पुराने दोस्तों के साथ नये दोस्त बने और एक बार फिर से वही बक्चोदियो के सिलसिले चले
अपने SIP के किस्से सभी ने दोस्तों से share किए ,
कुछ ने था serious काम किया, कुछ मस्ती करके गये

Term 4 के hectic schedule ने हमारी बॅंड बजा दी, Projects, assignments ने टाइम की वॉट लगा दी
Capstone ने Strategy सिखाने की कोशिश की, मगर Courier results ने दोस्तो की लेने की आदत डाल दी
Management के ढीलेपन ने हम पर ऐसा असर डाला, Hunger strike पे गये हम
“270 in 30 “बन गया हमारा नारा
जन्मदिन पर लातें बन गया एक पक्का Rule
पंचू भाई की Maggi, गिरिधर भैया के Juice और Fruit
Co op की Coffee और Canteen का आलू पराठा
Mess के खाने ने हमारा वजन घटा डाला
घर से जो कोई भी कुछ भी लाया उसे हमने लूट डाला

बीते हुए दो साल हमारे दोस्त और दोस्ती के कारण सदैव यादगार रहेंगे,
लेकिन जो उतार चढ़ाव हुए वो भी मन में कहीं चुभेंगे
कई दोस्तों से नज़दीकियाँ बढ़ी ,कई पुरानो से दूरियाँ.
जो साल भर पहले तक मिला करते थे गले
वो Hello Hi तक ही सीमित रह गये
छोटे मोटे issues कब बड़े हो गये पता ही ना चला
मतभेद मिटाने के रास्ते में था कहीं अहंकार खड़ा


ज़िंदगी बहुत छोटी है दोस्तों और दोस्ती बहुत बड़ी
अपने अहम को इतना बड़ा मत बनाओ की उसमे छोटी पड़ जाए दोस्ती

Sunday, February 28, 2010

The Countdown begins...

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...

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 !!!

Sunday, January 24, 2010

IMT DJ Party

Its 3.30am and the Dj Party downstairs is getting into full swing.... And what a sight it is from the 2nd floor balcony... U dont need to be on the dance floor to enjoy... Just stand here for 5 minutes and you will have a fabulous time...

There on the dance floor you see all types of people. U see the couples cosing to songs like "chalo ishq ladai" U can see the chemistry in the dance, the so called IMTian love that they share. Its the few chances they get to dance like Shah Rukh Khan and Kajol, happily enjoying the moment.

You see the single guys, mostly drunk to the brim, giving vent to the dancer within them. They are the most enjoyable lot. They dance without the least amount of apprehension and you do get a glimpse of the kid who used to dance to songs on TV when they were 3 yrs old. Its at this moment that all the brotherly love comes out, do not mix with the gay love. You see couples in them too, the brothers hugging each other, loving life just for its existance and the for the existance of Alcohol.

Next we meet, the single girls.. All dressed up, covered in layers of make up. They wear those Jhintak type of clothes, tight tops, all ready to woo the men on the go. The dance moves, as seductive as Kareena Kapoor in Don. Man you feel you dont need to go anywhere else. But the fact is that these girls are not the good looking ones. The good looking ones are generally already taken so :( If these very same moves were made by the taken ones, there would have been 100's of IMTians drooling over them but the ones that are there also get their fair share of attention.

A very interesting group of people are the WannaBe's. They are generally the seedha saadha bachchas who have never done such types of things or attended such parties. So here we have them desperately trying to be a part of GANG. You see them in leather jackets and stuff making full effort to be in. And the fact is neither can they dance well. So its our favourite Bollywood dance that enters and its real fun to see these dances to English numbers...

The song collection and the steps also attract great attention. Some old evergreen numbers bring back long forgotten steps... All the way from the Govinda special "What is ur mobile number" to "Who let the dogs out". The one playing right now is "Who the F*** is Alice" And how in the world can an IMT Party end without the college favourites "Yaaron and College days and Summer of 69. And the characteristic last 2 songs of every DJ party... Sutta and G*** mein Danda.

Even though i prefer staying miles off the dance floor but these parties are a very enjoyable experience for me too. I enjoy sitting and observing the dancers a lot. If you ever get a chance, step out and have the look... the moves, the expressions,the feelings...all are just a wonderful change from the daily routine... So go ahead and enjoy...

Friday, January 8, 2010

Tales from 200m in the air

There i stood at the edge of the cliff peeping in, desperately trying to see its bottom. I tried moving a little closer and seeing again but it was nowhere in sight. It was never ending. I looked up at my guide and waited for the worst." You are supposed to cross this". Cross this !!! At a height of 200m !!! Through the gushing force of the waterfall !!!



I put on the safety harness and was attached to the wire across the waterfall and slowly i started the descent along the slippery terrain. There was water gushing down behind me and taking every step slowly towards the edge. The closer i got to the water the colder the air became. And once at the edge I pushed hard against the edge with my shoes and Go.... I was in mid air, hanging on to a single rope for dear life and soon i was drenched with the gushing flow of the waterfall. The chilliness of the water disappeared somewhere in the excitement of being there. You felt free, no tension, no worries, just pure fun.. Living the moment, every moment. And before i could even register the whole experience, i was on the other end.


This end was a solitary rock in the middle of nowhere. Anyone stranded here can either go down 100m down to the bottom of the gorge or the only other way is to climb out another 100m. I had no option but to choose the latter. This was the difficult part of the adventure. With clothes all drenched and shoes also wet it was going to be a tough task to climb the flat surface of the hill. But that was my only way to live another day. I started my climb, attached onto the harness. One foothold at a time, one rock at a time. There came times when u were like where the hell do i hold onto, at times u felt ur foot not stable, at others you felt it was slipping. On one such step I pushed my leg too high and at that very moment i pulled my hamstring. Shrieking in pain i pulled my weight up and then took a rest of half a minute till the pain subsided. I could not turn back, neither could i give it up. The mission was still only half way through. At a few steps u noticed cracks in the stones you were about to put your weight on. So cautiously testing every rock the climb continued.

I looked up, i could see the two operaters standing at the top waiting for me to make it. With the finish line in sight, the last sprint to the top landed me on solid ground. With the first step up i threw of my harness and was down on the floor catching back on my breath, and thanking god to be safely out of this.

In those 15-20 min when you are in the middle of nowhere, one realises the importance of life. As i climbed up, i could sense that if something went wrong here, i would have too many dreams unfulfilled. My thoughts raced to the 2 most important people in my life and i knew i had to move out of it for them. They were out there, waiting for me, i had to..

Life indeed is unpredictable, so do whatever you wish today itself. So that even if tomorrow you meet death on the way, at least you wont have regrets.
On your deathbed, you dont regret what you did, you regret what you didnt do. So go on guys, do all those things you always wanted to. Go tell that one person how much u love him or her. Go tell your parents how much you love them. Go tell your friends how much they mean to you. Go do all those crazy things you always wished to do but put of for another day. Go live a lifetime....

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

My sleeping classes

Welcome back to the fun filled package from my label IMT Days. We have seen various experiences of mine here at IMT so today i am going to take you on another such wonderful journey. The best class here at MBA: the sleeping class.


First let us begin with the one of the wierdest pics i have seen in my educational career. Lets fly back to the Managerial Economics class of 1st term....Prof Dutta... I will not comment anything about this course. The picture below speaks for itself.


Last 2 rows completely flat. I had counted over 16-17 out of 50 with their heads down. God knows how many more were sleeping with thier heads up and how many more were doing something else. In the 1st pic the one person you see awake is also clicking photographs.. Loved this class


Now coming to the next target: Me.

This pic below was clicked by Rohit in the quantitative techniques class of Sarabjit Singh. Notice the way the art of sleeping is perfected with the pen upright. When you look from the front of the class all you will see is someone writing with his head down

Time passed and my sleeping sessions improved. With the commencement of 2nd year i perfected this art further.
This pic below is from the Personnel Selection class. I had just given a presentation, came back to my seat and went of to sleep. I dont know why but was very tired that day... raat bhar bahut padai ki thi.....LOL
Here again i have disappeared into wonderland. It was Mr Fadnavis' class of training and development.... It went into some boring stuff and i decided to shun the worldly surrondings to attain Nirvana for some time... Photo courtesy: Shreyaa
Thes last 2 take the jackpot. This pic is the latest. Just 3 hrs back in the Business Marketing class of Mr Tagade. I had been up last night preparing for my Rural Marketing so barely slept for 2 hrs. Now i enter Business marketing completely dozing off and take the last row
Finally i push myself back, out of the professors view and off i go. I was so fast asleep that i didnt even notice the class getting over. If you see the pic above you see everyone walking off. It was then that some nice person woke me up or else god knows how much longer i would have been there...

And ya, I may look like a drunkard sleeping but i wasnt drunk...in fact i dont drink at all...
आज का एपिसोड येही समाप्त होता है, आशा है की आप हस हस के लोटपोट हो गए होंगे IMT Days के अगले प्रसारण तक आप सब को संपर्क सचदेवा का नमस्कार । शुभ रात्री, अल्लाह आफ्हिज़ ।

Monday, November 2, 2009

"We can..." bags 2nd prize at IMT Ghaziabad

Kartavya had just released a day back. I was getting out of class when Ritika stopped me. I didnt know that i was going to get my greatest gift (thanks to Kartavya's success) then and there. She had cleared the 1st round at IMT-Ghaziabads contest and wanted me to help her clear the 2nd round. The theme was Women Empowerment so sitting in the next class came the concept of We Can...

It was based on the theme of
Once upon a time....
We were ignored.... We were vulnerable.... We were outcasted

But now....
We can Play, We can Win, We can challenge, We can defend, We can manage, We can strategise....
The women of today..... We can....

So started the work on the empowering of women.... It was really fun filled 2 days with shooting
bike races, basketball and football matches... Thanx to ankur and vinay the bike race went of real well. Thanx to sandeep for ready to get beaten up by a girl on camera and he played the role real well. That fall over the table was amazing.. The trump card of the movie was the potrayal of Sonia Gandhi.... Thanx Neha no one could have played that role better than u. It was a movie much more involved with students than Kartavya since over 20 people shot for it....

Yesterday We can along with Ek Awaaz (Nukkad Natak) were screened at IMT ghaziabad's Passion 09 and thanx to Ritika and Aditi, we won 2nd prize.... When ritika called and told me we had won, it did not sink in... She was like arent u happy, i was too shocked and amazed because i
wasnt expecting to win won bit....

Thanx Priya, Riti and Aditi.... You guys are great...

No one and i mean no one would ever understand what We Can... and this victory means to me.. People would feel that i am arrogant abt it but they will never understand the emotions i attached with it....

Friday, October 30, 2009

Kartavya: My debut production

After having 2 stints of love affairs with photography and blogging, i recently fell in love for the 3rd time, with film making....

This love story goes back to Milestone 35 where i dont know why but i participated in AdAge ( the ad making contest) and i finally had a camera in hand. As luck would have it, I proposed the judges, they accepted and hence i fell in love with the idea of movie making.

So here presenting to you Kartavya, the first production under the Indian Magik banner ( yes guys i have named it Indian Magik) I received a lot of queries as to why Indian Magik. This name was the turnaround in my MBA career, it was from here that i noticed the change that France had brought in me. The confidence, the zeal, the passion to win. So guys till the luck of Indian Magik walks with me, the name's Magik, Indian Magik

So now coming to the movie, Kartavya. I was discussing one night with Priya about the movie making contest at MICA. It was then that the concept of Kartavya came up. A lot of plans came up, a lot of plans were rejected, one almost finalised ( on single parenthood) but rejected due to lack of child actors. It was after a lot of brainstorming that we came to the idea of the Vidharba farmer suicides.

Quoting from the movie " Vidharbha always remained a grim statistic with one suicide every 8 hrs. Most of these victimes between the age of 20 and 45, their most productive years. But have we ever thought what happens to the families of these deceased farmers" So we came about the idea of showing the aftermath of these suicides, hence prostitution.

With 2 days to the deadline we finalised the idea. Next morning got together a team of juniors to play the various roles and by evening we were set to shoot. With wonderful performances by Vidhi and Sanjesh the 1st day turned out to be real satisfying.

The next day the dead body scene and the landlords scenes were shot with lights fading fast. In the end the landlord scene had to be shot in the night itself.

Both the days the greatest difficulty we had was getting our actors to find time from their classes. I was running out of time with the deadline closing in and my actors had classes till 3.30 daily. so after their classes explain the scene, get them dressed and shoot before the sun set at 6.00 Once all this was done it took me almost whole nights sitting up and doing the editing work.

But it was real fun working with these guys. Esp the scenes which one can see in the making video. In one the dead body starts laughing as the scene is being shot. Another scene where the wife goes to the landlord had at least 15 retakes because someone or the other (including me) started laughing midway.

A really special thank you to all the actors, Vidhi, Sanjesh, Hitansh, Ridhima, Swati, Utkarsh, Andy, Anu. Sahil, Rohit and last but not the least Priya. Guys without u Kartavya would never and i mean never possible. Love u all

Yesterday Kartavya got knocked of at the contest in MICA.It hurt at first but then i realised what all this movie had given to me. Great friends, great appreciation, great learning, great recognition, another love.... what else could i ask for. My colleagues here at IMT appreciated my effort, thats enough of a victory. No MICA can take that away from me

You can see kartavya on the link below:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=92It2g430Gk

Friday, September 18, 2009

Sunrise..... Beautiful


I have 2 exams today (strategic management and services marketing) and I am not a least bit prepared.... And thats y i am up at 6am....
I woke up tensed knowing very well that passing today is gonna be a great task.... Somehow i struggle out of bed and switch on the laptop.... and i walk out of my room to the balcony outside and bang into an unexpected early riser....Sun

It was undoubtedly the most beautiful sunrise that i have ever seen... And thats why here i am writing about it within 2 min of seeing it.... Much more beautiful than the ones that i have spoken about in a previous post.... The perfect colours, the perfect blend, the perfect stance of the ever majestic sun.....there is a pic which i have taken but it could never capture the calmness and serenity i witnessed....

A wonderful beginning to what seemed to be going to be an horrid day but now seeing the beauty of God the first thing in the morning i know its not gonna be so bad.... So with that positivity that i just gained i better run back to my books or else a disaster awaits.... Wish me luck guys

Sunday, September 13, 2009

The Suns, Moons and Clouds of IMT

hey guys,
this is gonna be a small post so i suppose wont bore you too much

Since the day i joined IMT one thing has really fascinated me about this place.....the nature

The sunsets that you see here beat even those days when the sun sank into the Arabian Sea off Marine Drive and those that i saw in France. The beauty of nature seems like it gets enhanced. The orangish glow seems to put the whole sky on fire... I mean it....it does...


And just after the sun sets as you look onto the western sky is just terrific... Somewhere in the distance you see the tiny lights of some far off village and just above that on the black canvas of the nights some brownish orangish paint has rubbed off from someones brush.

Just a few hours later, someone else is here.... The moon... Just love those moments when u sit in the basketball court, tennis court and just look up... Its like you get transferred to those Star Wars location. Even Neil Armstrong wouldnt have seen a better view....
The sexy moon with all its bodyguards, the stars are here. At those times i just wish that all the lights of IMT go off... The times that it does, within 2 minutes the generators are on but those 2 min are the most cherished by people like me.. I just wish someday i get to spend the complete night in complete darkness.... Just me and, hopefully, her....under the sky and the only things that give us company is The moon, The stars, The breeze and The romantic atmosphere......



Another few hours... and its time for the sun again... thats a normal part of IMT life again.... Slowly the eastern sky gets the lightish blueish glow and then slowly out of nowhere its there...the sun and so on...day in and day out...

If you ever see the cloud formations you can actually trying figuring out the various scenes it creates..Its just out of the world... Sometimes its the clouds taunting the sun, sometime it just pulling the moons leg and sometimes its the clouds by themselves who create a scene enough to make memories last a life time....The spread of the clouds, the blend, the flow, Bhai bahut mazaa aata hai

Someday, even if you arent a student of IMT you should come here and enjoy the scenes...
Enjoy life and nature at its purest... Once you get out of here, be it to Mumbai, Delhi, Kolkata or Bangalore, do you ever take out the time to stop, look up and see God's creation....



You dont na... But guys do stop and look and you will see that even with all the mess that life is in, its still a beautiful world to live in.... It is.......

P.S. All the pictures above are true and unedited pictures of IMT... So u see i was not writing fictional stuff... It is as beautiful as i say it is....

Thursday, August 27, 2009

The Magic Of INDIAN MAGIK: A Captain's Account




Guys this is going to be a very long post so let me apologise in the beginning itself bcoz a lot of my readers claim that why do u write such long and detailed narrations of your experiences

THE CONCEPT
Ever since milestone started coming near one of the juniors, Vikas kept pestering me and Priya that we should be in his team. And everytime i kept ignoring him, saying, who is gonna be a part of a juniors team. For almost 2 weeks this guy did not give up hope. Then suddenly 1 day i was walking on the road to the gate alone thinking about something, dont know what. Its then that a thought struck me. Sampark, why not make your own team. These guys who are keen to have them in their team, can be my team members. Then i thought about Urja (later to be renamed Syenergy), the team my friends were in.
What would i tell them, all the seniors would make fun of heading a juniors team. But then i thought about the benefits of the team that i was conceptualising. It would give me the practical hands on experience of my MBA skills. I wanted to see myself if i had the power to pull a team of 18 through such an event. (Very frankly i wasnt very satisfied with the result on this front)
So 2 days later it was final. With Priya as the perfect support for such a venture i was running my own team. Vikas and a few others had to leave the team because of Placecom commitments and in came Priya and me. With still quite a few slots left a lot of planning went into the other senior members. After asking a lot of prospects and rejecting many more the team of seniors were ready. All of them strategically thought about, Anubhav Bansal for Finance and Operations, Aditya Sharma and Kapil Tuteja for IT and Shweta Agarwal for HR. Priya and myself would cover the Marketing and HR front.
The juniors section consisted of Anuj, Akanksha, Anumeha, Anirudh, Mikhail, Nikeeta, Varun, Sweta, Yogi, Ricky, Sunny and Vibhor. We had Vikas as the perfect back up along with Pooja. The team was ready and raring to go

THE JOURNEY FROM OM TO FUSION TO INDIAN MAGIK

It took us 4 days to come up with a name which could comply with the theme of Anunaad: Resonating tech, tact and talent. On the very first day itself we came up with the name OM: The Resonance of Life. I fell in love with this name. First day it was rejected by all but by next day when we didnt get anything we decided to go ahead with this name. I had already thought of the marketing strategy, the ways to promote it and what designs this promotions had to be in. But next day came another twist in the tale. From insider sources we came to know that 2 yrs ago a team had already used this name so it would be better if we found another name. We were on the road again. a lots of names which other teams used were discussed by us....Synergy, transformers etc...all had been rejected by us. Then towards the end, in a desperate attempt we came to Fusion. But then i got the firing of my life from Akanksha, only God knows what had pissed her off so much. That night we sat and discussed and discussed and out of the blue came Indian Magik. We were gonna connect Tech, tact and talent with India.
We chose From Aryabhatta To Kalam as our tagline just to connect the name to the theme which otherwise sounded like a Kurkure flavour. i still remember Shantesh laughing away to glory when he heard this name. He kept teasing me " teda hai, par mera hai" a line from one of the Kurkure ads. But we were finally there with a name
INDIAN MAGIK: From Aryabhatta to Kalam.

THE PREPARATION
Our prep started a little late as i had already seen Syenergy begin with their banner painting. Priya and me had a very tough time getting the juniors to understand that Milestone is much beyond fun and frolic. The hard work and time put in is enormous. These 2-3 days included a lot of running and going mad. From running to Kalmeshwar to get the banners stitched to sending people to the city to get the Tshirts printed and the paints bought. I still remember the first day when Anirudh came back with the paints and the tshirt, i had got so pissed off with him. Next day i had to run to the city early in the morning to get this work done. Even the last day a final attempt for the kites and the graffiti boards was another hell of an experience. The pressure and stress had started showing on me and it took Priya a lot of effort to cool me down. Thanx a ton to the biker guys, Paaji, Vibhor, Mikhail, Kedia who would be ready to run to kalmeshwar or nagpur at any given moment, sometimes twice a day. Thanx to my designing team of Anirudh and Anumeha and my painters, Varun and Nikki who worked so hard to get the BEST BANNERS of Milestone 34 this year ready. On the sidelines, paaji led the scripting team and Akanksha and others took care of the dances. Sweta and Nikki with Pooja helped get my exhibition ready.
DAY 1
ICE BREAKER

That day i was just back from the city when the script was finalised and practice about to begin. I noticed that the script was a little out of the rules mentioned last night but it being the last moment i didnt raise any questions. Luckily the committee also didnt raise any questions on outside characters being added to the storyline. My movie on which i had to make a spoof was Hera Pheri and full credit to my actors, especially Kapil Tuteja. Bro ur acting of Paresh Rawal was the defining factor of this years Ice Breaker. His sizzling performance catapulted us to the 2nd spot behind Trinity. We had created the first impact. With wondersful supporting performances from Andy as Majumdar, Paaji as Sarabjit Singh and Adi as Jaisimha. Indian Magik had arrived.

THE D DAY: THE PROMOTION RACE
At 1.30am the promotion race was to begin from Baddi Court. In an act of negligence we forgot to ask our supporter, Pooja to change the Team Tshirt when she went to Priya's room. This year the rule did not allow any non-member to help in the promotions. Just before things began complains started coming in of Indian Magik supporters being spotted elsewhere. We, the team which wanted to play things fair was unnecessarily getting dragged into trouble. Pooja was removed from there before the time limit started and we had a narrow escape.
The promotion race was to begin on a whistle and team members were supposed to run and grab spaces for their banners. It was indeed a dangerous thing especially when it had poured a few hours ago. In one of the hoax starts we saw the preparations the other teams had done with their back up staff. From A Block banners of Samanvay flew down. From B Block Transformers and Trinity dropped their banners. We even saw banners coming down from locked rooms with lights switched off. We wanted to play fair, but teams had other plans.
It began and all of us ran in different locations and Kudos to my team. They managed to get all the places we had targetted. Be it the base camp. Be it the girls in B Block. Be it my balcony in A block and be it the canteen.
The only issue which happened was when Varun handed over the banner to a third person while tying, so as not to keep it on the wet floor below. This was spotted by the Milestone Committee and negative points were awarded. But overall it was a victory on the space grabbing front as well.





DAY2
THE GAMES

The games next day started with IT Game and Finance game. In the IT game we stood second with the team of Adi and Tuteja but we deserved first as its an unspoken fact that the team that came first, Swakriti, knew the answers beforehand. But we were happy, not knowing that this result would be the deciding factor in the end.
In the finance game, as well, there was an issue with a flaw in the game. All the expected winners disappeared. Everyone expected this game to be a straight fight between Sanket of Syenergy and Bansal of Indian Magik and to the surprise of many, both did not even appear in the Top3.
The Vyaktitwa game also turned out to a disaster. I had gone for this and because of one wrong decision of mine, we dropped from 1st position to 5th and eliminated. We were leading but a mistake under pressure and we were out.
Nukkad Natak was another failure as we came 9th out of 15 teams and Biz Quiz was our most disasterous performance with 13th. By the end of day 2 we had slipped to 5/6th position and it seemed like Indian Magik glory days were very short lived but not for long

THE RACE TO THE TERRACE
The terraces last year opened on day 1 during the night itself but this year for safety reasons they were supposed to be opened at 5.30 pm the next day. Every team was supposed to nominate 4 members who were supposed to run to the top. It was a scene straight out of Main Hu Na and New York which included a race to the top of the college terrace. The B Block terrace was our main target and Paaji and Sunny were given this responsibility and A block was given to Anuj and Yogi. From where i was standing, my balcony in A block i could see the B block race very clearly. The whistle blew and they were off. Sunny soon took 4/5 th position as they entered the hostel. anxious moments as everyone waited for the racers to reach the terrace. Sunny reached 4th and another good attempt by all the 4 to capture all the targetted places. Finally all our banners were up and the kites were filled up to cover the spaces left. Only the basecamp needed to be brought up to the mark...

THE BASECAMP
Things at the basecamp were not seeming to go well while the other teams around had begun with their activities. The exhibition was up but there was nothing good enough to attract the crowds. I had gone for the Vyaktitva game when things turned around. Priya along with the juniors had started the Photo studio where people could get themselves clicked as ravan and ram and hanuman and even Charlie Chaplin. Lots of people got their ramlila dreams fulfilled. Even mazumdar sir got himself clicked as charlie chaplin with his trademark moustache. paaji had started a game of his own where people had to pop a table tennis ball into a mug that he had attached to his hip. and he was junping around in different directions to make the game more difficult in each round. This attracted the people to the exhibition as well which was my trump card to get people to understand my name so an exhibition was organised which had the welcome board saying " Indian Magik present Indians who created Magik with their Tech, Tact and Talent. " i used this to get people out of the Kurkure mindset. The Indian Magik basecamp was a hit.

At 4 in the morning when other teams had would up we continued, this resulted in free publicity from the Trinity tent where, first, himanshu arya and then, jay upadhyay kept their comments flowing on Indian Magik, Sampark Sachdeva and his tirth yatra to France. One of the great memories of Milestone.
Day 2 came to an end with lots of brainstorming on the Marketing game to be held early next morning. The topic had been given and a service had to be promoted for jail inmates. priya, me, varun and kapil cracked our brain till 5 in the morning trying to think of something. We rejected the cooperative store, and event management company, an investment back, a courier service and had almost finalised on a home furnishings company when an idea struck me. The stress relieving company that i had made a presentation on while i was in France. We all went of to sleep for 2 hours before we would get back to our marketing mission. End of a more of less disappointing day 2 which saw Indian Magik drop from 2nd to 6th spot.

DAY 3
THE GAMES

I got up at 8 am to prepare for the marketing game at 10. I tried desperately to add marketing concepts to the PPT i had.... but seemed to fail badly...
9am and not too much progress.... By 9.20 a thought to skip the game also crossed...but somehow, however idiotic i finished the PPT
Our team, Priya, Varun, Akanksha and myself reached the hall with our shoulders drooped... By the time 4-5 teams had finished their presentations, my confidence started building up. It seemed people were in a worse situtation than we were.
I went up on the stage, relieved as much stress of myself with my company BODY, MIND and SOUL... an hour later the results came. The very game that i was about to quit, I came 2nd..... Yo man, thats the way..
The day continued with Tuteja, Bansal and Paaji coming 2nd in the Operations game...

With 2 second spots for today and 1 earlier, Indian Magik was back on track again....We lost the HR game. We came 4th and that also by 1 mark.... A setback when we were expecting a good show...

With this the management games were over and the results as of now were as follows:
Samanvay 545
Indian Magik 541
Transformers 507
In Sync 450
Syenergy 395
Swakriti 375

Now what was left was the creative side of it.... The strong points of Syenergy and Swakriti and the the weak points of Samanvay and Transformers... For Indian Magik and InSync it was not known what to expect... The tides could turn anyway....

The Face painting took place but results werent revealed.... the next day the graffiti boards were submitted and explanations given.... i felt that face painting was ok and the graffiti was good( we later came 3rd).... the promotion marks (500) were also left and i knew if anything could save me from here it would be my promotion

DANCE
The dance show began at around 8. Samanvay people gave a mixed reaction. Transformers was the most enjoyable but the least coordinated. InSync was ok. Syenergy was rocking and Swakriti was great. The pressure was on and Indian Magik was (teammates, not my view but the general public) was bad. We had to somehow save the last event, the fashion show.......

FASHION SHOW
We reached the baddi court with very little preparation... i was damn tensed and nervous... i couldnt screw it up from here.... Swakriti and Syenergy were at the best again.... Transformers and Samanvay seemed to have let the lead go... InSync did not live upto the glamour expectations that the people expected from it... Indian Magik, with all the screw ups, Surprise surprise, went real well. Especially the Indian flag we revealed at the end....
Thank God for this last minute savior.....(we finally came 3rd in fashion show behind Swakriti and Syenergy)


NIGHT BEFORE THE RESULTS
The results were to be revealed the next evening at the LRC. The night before it was bad for the captain of Indian Magik....First i sat with Amit, then with Pranay and Kabra and then with others on the floor discussing and analysing the situation.... I knew Syenergy would come flying up but promotion was its weak point....Transformers and Samanvay were no more the threats they were till now... InSync seemed to have lost the plot somewhere... Now after the ok face painting and satisfactory graffiti, bad dance and good fashion show, the only thing which could save Indian Magik from sinking was the promotion. I knew if i could lose it to anybody now, it would be Swakriti. I barely slept that night with the committee members highly guarding their cards.

THE RESULTS
The result was at 5.30pm and as i was about to leave the class at 5.00pm a SMS came... It was one of my junior members....
The results had leaked.... it said "We're 2nd, Swakriti 1st and Syenergy 3rd" Firstly i was furious at the Milestone members, if they could have guarded the results for 24 hrs couldnt they have done it for another 1/2 hr.
the results began and as expected Syenergy were 3rd with Rs6000 as their prize. Indian Magik after all the turmoil managed to hang on to the 2nd spot with Rs12000 and as per my calculation lost to Swakriti who got Rs 18000..... It is now when i came to know that we had lost just by 10 points.

THE AFTERMATH

I walked out of the LRC hall only to be lifted by my team and been given bumps like my Birthday. Didnt know that losing by 10 points would get me beaten up by my own team mates. Then an open counter at the canteen and the Maggi's and parathas flowed but the best part of the celebration was left. 3 Thumbs Up bottles were blown off instead of champagne. Kapil and vibhor had to sacrifice their Tshirts in this celebration. The team party is yet to happen since the very next day half my team was in bed. I was down with cold and fever, Priya, Anirudh and some others joined the bandwagon. Sunny went one step ahead. With stones in his kidney, he had to leave for Kolkata to get himself operated. He is back and recovering well. Akanksha is on the wheelchair with a torn ligament.....

The Learnings
I won but failed in what exactly i had gone into see. I could not keep myself away from the tension and the stress. I had a very hard time managing my team which was only possible with Priya's help.. Thanx sis, you were great. No complains to my team, just that i didnt not know how to get some messages across in a more receptive way. Thanx guys, you made me learn a 1000 things about myself.
This experience will go a long way in teaching me how is it that you manage and understand your subordinates and manage people in your workplace. I realised that getting tensed and stressed and losing your cool doesnt find a solution but you need a more refined way to do that.

Before i wind up my acknowledgements....
Thanx Mom for making it clear to me which way i should go, my own team or with my friends
Thanx Poo for understanding why i was so busy and couldnt give time
Thanx to my friends at Syenergy for understanding that the friendship was at its place (even though all the leg pulling u did)

Thanx Priya for being my coolent... It was your hardwork that paid off
Thanx Bansal, Adi, Tuteja and Shweta,....each one played their role very well
Big Thanx to my junior guys: Anuj, Akanksha, Anu, Andy,Miky, Niky, Varun, Sweta, Yogi, Paaji, Sunny and Vibhor..... It was your team and your victory completely

And the biggest Thanx to all the Milestone guys, Shantu, Ritika, Swati, Adi, Ankur, Ritu, Mittal, Pankaj, and others....sorry i dont remember all the names....Juniors i barely know a few names... Thanx guys for making Milestone34 as unbiased and hassle free as possible.... You actually changed my impression which was formed last yr.... You guys are great



Tuesday, July 28, 2009

4 Cakes, 1 Great Birthday and Loads of Butt Kicking






So guys today is my Birthday so first of all wish me " Happy Birthday"
Today lets talk about the last birthday celebration of my college life... and i can assure it was amongst the greatest ever.....

The look and the smiles people have been passing on to me since 2 days had already prepared me for the worst... My sweet little ass was in danger of getting battered and bruised out of shape and recognition. So i was counting minutes as the dreaded hour approached.. But i never expected to be confined under room arrest 1 hour before it for the fear of being kidnapped by another gang of butt-kickers.

First gang that caught hold me was the 5 member team of Frienchies.... Ashok, Aishwarya, Sunil, Eshan and Mayank... To the utter irritation and disappointment of the other rival gangs, they made me cut a wonderful chocolate cake in the confines of my room... " Happy Birthday GB" said the cake..... Its the nickname, like the one all 6 of us have.....

Then the gates were opened for the next lot of attackers.... My kingdom and dignity was at stake.... But out of nowhere i saw Sunil lifted up in the air and WHAAAACK!!! went his ass..... After 5-6 shots people realised I was the one to be kicked and in no time I was swept off my feet. Then the show finally began.... BOOM!! BANG!!! and my butt was kicked in every direction. Pranav, Rajeev, Mittal, Parag all took a shot at my sweet, little, soft butts..... They cried in pain and begged for mercy but it seemed everyone had been turned deaf.... Finally after a while the debris was put back on solid ground and i gathered the pieces together. Eshan had his share, Mayank had his and for the 1st time Ashok experienced the near death experience when u see God.
How could i miss this opportunity to get 2 more of my great friends share the fun with me... Vinay and Bhardwaj... Sorry guys, didnt find better people to share my joy with... Out came the 2nd cake "Happy Birthday Champu" but my butt was about to have another dose, from the great butt-kicker himself, Shantesh Jain.

I finally did manage to reach my cake.... But IMTians and eating cakes dont go hand in hand... so within minutes my hair, my face..even my back had tasted what a wonderful cake i had cut... they surely did appreciate the taste... But i did give it back by aiming cake bullets back at them... The war ended in around 10 minutes with me sustaining the most number of bullets as it was a one man army against the Butt- kicking army...

Somehow i dragged my body to the co-operative store where the 3rd army was waiting to shell out every ounce of energy i had left in me... The doors closed for the customers and opened my doors to hell.... Tubes of Colgate and Close-up become the machine guns which fired non stop.... my hair took the firing head on... but the enemy was clever he fired liquid guns with Slice and Chocolate drinks in it under which my hair succumbed and accepted defeat... The victorious duo of Surbhi and Priya were about to leave the last breath when a cannon ball struck from behind.... Juniors couldnt have been behind.... Hitansh and his cannon ball eggs.... One after the other every side of me was hit and the eggs burst with great intensity and the yolk and albumen spreading nuclear gases everywhere.... everyone in the vicinity died of stink radiation.....

My body was again taken for a ride, few more kicks on my now disfigured ass and down i was in the rain puddle outside the store but then i finally earned the honour of getting to the 3rd stage, my 3rd cake " Happy Birthday Sam". Here the fight for honour began again and soon the skies were filled with vanilla icing arrows again... Sumeet got hit on the shoulder, Anubha on her hair, Jay sir's spectacles were frosted with vanilla... Budhia too took a beating , Surbhi even after all her efforts had to manage a stain or two on her clothes... Richa the last survivor was attacked by the remaining who conspired against her.....

Then came the 4th round of the event... Priya's chocolate cake " Happy Birthday Bhai" it read.... By then the strength to fight for honour had given way and i took all the hits on my chest.... and finally after fighting for an hour and a half of fighting, i gave up and accepted defeat finally....

At present my ass is in the Intensive Care Unit fighting between life and death.... My hair is better but still traumatised.... My clothes are waiting in the mortuary for an honourable funeral.... And my mind is still getting over the shock.... Its so shocked that anyone walks up behind it, the hands automatically go on to the butt to save any other future damage....

Please pray that all of them survive to tell these stories to their future generations....

P.S. All the accused will be sentenced proportionately to the crime committed.... The case awaits trial in court.... Till then let them live with the honour of pushing a poor soul to the brink of death....

This is the battered butt signing off.... LOVE U ALL AND THANK YOU FOR THE WONDERFUL MEMORIES....

Sunday, July 26, 2009

A lecture at IMT.....

Here i am sitting in the Integrated Marketing Communication lecture getting damn bored. So i think of doing something which i havent since a very long time... writing a blog post for all u guys. Today i will share with u the experience an MBA student has at IMT Nagpur.

Names will be kept anonymous since u never know any of my great professors might land up here and kill me to death.
From the place i sit in Tiered Room 3 i have a view of the whole class and what everyone is up to. The professor with his expressionless face, is delivering a lecture on print media but it seems that only the walls seem to be listening while the words bounce off from the stoned faces of the few students who are attending.

A quite a number of guys are lost in their own dream world, fast asleep, covering up their quota which has been lacking. The nights go off in last minute attempts at case studies, beer parties and talking away endlessly on the phone with your girlfriends 1000's of miles away. So they land up in class, especially because of the 85% attendance rule to finish off their sleep in the AC classrooms.

I can hear someones fone vibrating on the bench behind me. And she is now busy replying to the SMS's of her boyfriend in another class.

At the other end of the class XYZ is sitting and reading the case study for the next class of Services Marketing. Poor him, he just heard that the professor was throwing people out if the case wasnt read.

I can also see ABC deeply engrossed in a game of snakes on his mobile fone. He doesnt even seem to remember that he is sitting in class.

PQR is sitting with his laptop under the desk chatting away, and trying to woo that new junior in college. God wish him all the best.....

In the row ahead of me 3 girls are busy discussing the bangles and bags they bought at the sale in the city yesterday...

My friend circle , sitting beside me, is whiling away their time playing "Name, place, animal, thing" where u have to name one of the each by selecting a random alphabet. As of now they are busy cracking over their heads with the letter "H". I can help.... Harry, Honk Kong, Horse, Hat.... yippeee i won...

O i forgot one person..... On the last row... he has leaned back far enough to disappear from the view of the professor. May be thats y i missed him. As of now he is busy snoring away....

And what am i doing.... writing this blog for u to read.....


Suddenly the professor stops the lecture and takes out the attendance sheet. The games, the chatting, the messaging, the sleep all disappear into thin air and all you can hear is "Yes sir" "Present sir".
the attendance ends, the teacher moves out.

After a 15 minute break, the Services Marketing class begins. Within minutes the phones are out, the laptops are on again, the dreams return and games are off pause and the cycle continues....


Now what do i plan to do.... For details refer the photograph below....