We are not human beings going through spiritual experience,
We are spiritual beings going through human experience !
We are spiritual beings going through human experience !
Just want to rewind
a little to my past, not much but just after starting of second semester.
I was very
determined to work hard this semester to get good marks. My previous semester
was nightmare. I didn’t like the place, didn't understand what these people
were doing in name of MBA.
They were choosing any means to get marks and
being grown up I had found that the important part in life is knowledge. Either
you have it or you don’t have it. Numbers, marks never defined your level of
knowledge. They never told the truth about how much you know and what you are
capable of. That was my past experience.
I came to do MBA
because I wanted to gain knowledge, to understand how this world works, how
businesses grow. However, I found many things different. People were still
behaving like undergraduates. Doing whatever they can, to get numbers. We used
to do this during our high school or might be in first or second year of
college but after 3 years of rich experience
and understanding very well that knowledge is never shown, it’s always
visible, I never ever expected an MBA crowd to behave this way. Well, doesn’t
matter what I think, crowd is always right.
It was a rat race
for numbers and I fell behind, very behind. I didn’t attend the classes that I
didn’t find interesting, I left some class quizzes because they were
meaningless. I tried hard to work on finance but it always remained my worst
part. I loved marketing but teacher ruined or rather devastated the whole
learning experience. Stats was an easy path to conquer. So finally, I didn’t
took interest in my first semester and result was equally shouting out loud my
ignorance.
Second semester came
and I decided that I have to manage to get good grades otherwise I would loose
my only chance to get good job because whatever you say, I say or any one else
say, for companies marks are one of the basic criteria to choose you.
I tried and worked
hard. Sacrificed most of my enjoyment and I found that its worth. Earlier I
didn’t even read my textbooks. This time I found time to read them. I tried to
learn no matter what teachers teach. I got knowledge that I was talking
previous semester. This time I acted to get it. It was satisfying.
Quizzes came. Now
was the time to use all means for getting good marks because again, no matter
how much you know, if you don’t have marks, you don’t have it….I studied hard,
did every other thing to get good scores. Its relative marking, if I am not smart
enough then others will crush me, tear me apart and win the race. So there you
go, rat race is on. Finally, I succeeded in some exams, got good grades and in
some I got average but all in all was better as compared to previous year. I
was a bit satisfied with my performance because I never left a single stone
unturned to get grades. Never mind.
In all these times,
there was a single thing that kept me worried. My internship. Many companies
came and went. Some I liked but they didn’t even shortlist me. Some I didn’t
like and they shortlisted me. All in all there was never a match between what I
wanted and what they offered. I left most of the opportunities to get selected.
Semester end was close, more than half of the batch got placed and I was still
unplaced. That was the time when panic bell ranged and I decided to apply in
almost every other company that comes to campus. I did.
One big advertising
company, I don’t know why, got a little sympathetic to me and without even
taking interview, selected me. Worst part, kolkata and zero stipend. In
addition to this, the company was good but the work that they were going to
give me was very boring and monotonous. I wasn’t going to learn anything from
that internship. Well, I never thought this way about my career. I was worried
and didn’t know what to do.
Well, god is great,
he gave me another chance to go for the good companies. Second round of
internship placement started and I was eligible for that. Now, less competition
and good companies. However, as always, god loves playing games. One company
came. That was the first company in the whole season which was giving a profile
that I always wanted to go in and to my amazement, they had shortlisted me for
the interview round. I was ecstatic. I wanted to convert it anyhow. I knew that
I will do anything for this job. Great !
This semester I had
studied also. So there was a great chance that I can answer their technical
questions. I had only one day to prepare. I went to library. Spent most of my
time there. Studied hard, prepared hard. Found every information about the
company, the profile and about me of course.
I was ready to crack
the bloody interview. Next day came. There were only three students for
interview. Mine was third. I was worried with second person as I was pretty
sure that first candidate is not in the picture because he doesn’t know
anything about the profile. He had a party last night and was still in
hangover. He didn’t even gone through the company backgrounds.
Well, first
interview held. He was asked only technical questions from his btech years.
Nothing about company, products, or profile even. Nobody knew what they wanted.
Second gone and mine also went ok. They asked me about the profile. I told them
and some more questions bout my workex. Fine.
Result came. That
first person got selected. Nobody knew why, how. Devastated again.
Second company came,
didn’t shortlist me. Third came, the timing was not good and got rejected. Now
there was no other company left. People had left the hostels for their
respective companies. I had only option in that advertising company. Wasn’t
very excited. Heard about others getting flight tickets, accommodation,
stipends, and enjoyment. They were
excited to join and work hard. For me, there wasn’t any craze left. I
kept on thinking why I chose to go for MBA when I was happy with my previous
job.
Came back to home in
wait of my joining to come. Very few people were left with zero stipend and I
was one of them. I never ever had imagined myself in such lots. I was an
average guy who loved to do everything, work hard and enjoy. But in MBA, I lost
my individuality. I joined the rat race for marks. I strived hard to get good
internship but failed. I was bottom of the juice glass where few sips are still
left but no one wants to take it.
Then suddenly from
nowhere came another opportunity. Another company, a good one. Although not
entirely matching my interest but very good profile. Didn’t know what to do.
Applied late in it. Wasn’t sure after all setbacks. Was very confused and
praying to god to help me. It had stipend, accommodation, good profile and less
contenders. But I knew my luck can never favor me. It didn’t favor me in past
times. All the times, I prayed to god. Wasn’t confident enough. Then also I
tried to look into the background of the company, the profile they were
offering.
Fine, was ready for
the interview. Bell ranged, picked the phone. Slowly I got comfortable in the
talk. They asked me about the profile, told, asked me about the company, told,
asked my workex, told. All in all, a good interview. They were convinced and even
I was satisfied. But wasn’t sure about the result. Result had to come in the
evening itself. Fingers crossed. Was very worried but behaved like nothing is
gonna happen. Anyone asked about the interview got the answer that they wont
take me as I cant fit the bill.
Result came.
SELECTED. Whoooops…..
A sudden relief to
my worries. I understood one thing that time. When you strive to achieve
something and you get it in last then you are not happy or ecstatic, you are
SATISFIED. I was satisfied. And believe
me satisfaction is much much better than being happy. Happiness is for
sometime, satisfaction is forever. I was satisfied. Finally I got flight
tickets too to join early.
There I am, looking
in past, about my whole journey to this incident. Have to join the company
after 3 days. Feeling good, satisfied. Enjoying my vacation with my family. My
family is also happy now.
Situations,
conditions, they change very fast. You cant even able to measure them and they
change. 2 days before, my condition was like a lame who was going to be
crucified. Now I am a fish which is happy in its small world and know where to
go!
How it happens, why
it happens. Why all things in our life is so dramatic. Why couldn’t I get good
internship in first place itself. Why it took me so time. What I achieved or
learnt. Had this last company didn’t come, I would have to join my previous one
only. Why god plays with us.
Well, I don’t know answers of these questions
but what I know is that these things make our life interesting, joyful and
lively. It pains a lot to loose opportunity but then when something better
comes, it fills us with joy, much more than previous one.
Is it a sudden
process or happens with everyone. I don’t know. However, I am happy now waiting
for my results to come. I achieved one goal. The second one is still very
important for me. I spent my days, months for it. Praying to god to help me
here as well.
Whatever I say to
others or others say, this incident has firmed my belief in god and increased
my respect for the way he works for us.
This incident gave
me one more lesson that I must prioritize my work, make goals and act to
achieve them. One success drives for another. I am driven and would like to be
driven always.
Thanks God…AMEN !
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So here I am again...fucked up !
Its pretty normal in my case. I can't remain non-fucked. Its in my life, my genes. I have to be fucked, sometimes by myself and sometimes by the fucking time.
I had a wonderful job in one of the topmost fortune 500 company. I was enjoying every bit of it. It was a new one so had lots of opportunity to excel and do something better. I was among the most luckiest of the lot to be chosen as a part of that company. A very responsible position, good and challenging work, foreign trip in almost once every 2-3 months, meetings, high profile job, chit chat with big guns. All in my favor.
But how can god be so kind to me. I have to be fucked. That's the whole reason I am on this planet. So he gave me a keeda. Banda was desperate to do MBA. Three years and no good converts and this time its like colleges are calling me to come and join their crap courses. Excited. Thought luck has changed beta. Right now this company, then MBA, then again a damn good company, much better package and life on track.
Excepted the offer, left the company, joined the college.
Welcome to MBA, where nobody does anything but they think that they are changing the world. They do one thing, talk talk n talk. Welcome to the playground where everyone is trying to pull you back and wants to finish the race first but hey they forget the basics of game theory which tells that cooperation is the best policy to achieve the maximum out of any situation.
Better. It took me whole fucking one semester to understand that I am also a part of this ecosystem and cooperation is an outdated noun in this competitive world. You have to kill your friend to survive otherwise he will kill you. Lost my grades. Didn't worry that much. But when I realized that grades can change the game, I joined the race, the rat race, to get grades-by hook or by crook.
Shit happens for some people. For me it never happens, its always there with me, just like the old hutchison dog, wherever you go-we will follow. In a nutshell, this is MBA or in more better words, "nuances of MBA".
I never ever able to handle cash. Money is a big weakness for me. I cant handle it carefully. Loosing money from the day I born. Recently, lost it to a bank which gave me a shitty package. I tried hard to not to take it but then they had much more superior persuading power than mine. That's also a part of MBA to teach you how to make fool of others in the name of customer service.
Summer internship. When i was leaving my previous company, I was thinking that I wont come back to this company. I would probably get much better company and better profile. Lolz...here I am, desperate to get internship in that company...anyhow. Although, missed the chance.
Not a big deal. There are lots of good shitty companies waiting for me to get in.
Summer internship is gonna start in next 4 days. Still in search of a good company. lolz.... Fucked up big time....again ! no need to tell. Sitting on my bed, I am still thinking of that decision that I took just one year back. I lost my high paying job, lost my love, a single chance when I could be with her forever. Things would have been or could have been simpler, cooler, better than this.
I had a wonderful job in one of the topmost fortune 500 company. I was enjoying every bit of it. It was a new one so had lots of opportunity to excel and do something better. I was among the most luckiest of the lot to be chosen as a part of that company. A very responsible position, good and challenging work, foreign trip in almost once every 2-3 months, meetings, high profile job, chit chat with big guns. All in my favor.
But how can god be so kind to me. I have to be fucked. That's the whole reason I am on this planet. So he gave me a keeda. Banda was desperate to do MBA. Three years and no good converts and this time its like colleges are calling me to come and join their crap courses. Excited. Thought luck has changed beta. Right now this company, then MBA, then again a damn good company, much better package and life on track.
Excepted the offer, left the company, joined the college.
Welcome to MBA, where nobody does anything but they think that they are changing the world. They do one thing, talk talk n talk. Welcome to the playground where everyone is trying to pull you back and wants to finish the race first but hey they forget the basics of game theory which tells that cooperation is the best policy to achieve the maximum out of any situation.
Better. It took me whole fucking one semester to understand that I am also a part of this ecosystem and cooperation is an outdated noun in this competitive world. You have to kill your friend to survive otherwise he will kill you. Lost my grades. Didn't worry that much. But when I realized that grades can change the game, I joined the race, the rat race, to get grades-by hook or by crook.
Shit happens for some people. For me it never happens, its always there with me, just like the old hutchison dog, wherever you go-we will follow. In a nutshell, this is MBA or in more better words, "nuances of MBA".
I never ever able to handle cash. Money is a big weakness for me. I cant handle it carefully. Loosing money from the day I born. Recently, lost it to a bank which gave me a shitty package. I tried hard to not to take it but then they had much more superior persuading power than mine. That's also a part of MBA to teach you how to make fool of others in the name of customer service.
Summer internship. When i was leaving my previous company, I was thinking that I wont come back to this company. I would probably get much better company and better profile. Lolz...here I am, desperate to get internship in that company...anyhow. Although, missed the chance.
Not a big deal. There are lots of good shitty companies waiting for me to get in.
Summer internship is gonna start in next 4 days. Still in search of a good company. lolz.... Fucked up big time....again ! no need to tell. Sitting on my bed, I am still thinking of that decision that I took just one year back. I lost my high paying job, lost my love, a single chance when I could be with her forever. Things would have been or could have been simpler, cooler, better than this.
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