I entered the corridor of the hostel with only one thing on my mind – who on earth have they selected for my roommate?
Today was Day Zero at my MBA college, and we were supposed to check into our hostel by 5 pm, or pay a late coming fine of 5 grands! Not worth shelling out your expense account for the month over a measly one day of freedom, right?
Find Roommate! Set up channels for Communication!
Well, he did check in before I did, and a cursory glance told me he was normal; two hands, two feet, and all that jazz! He’d already started unpacking, so the room was pretty much a mess as I entered, and that at least is something that hasn’t changed over the days!
What did change after the first day, however, was my concept of the word ‘work’! If quizzes were by the dozen, assignments were by the million! Everyone had the same complaint – that the grass is much greener on the other side! Why did we leave our cushy IT jobs, where the only associated hazards could be falling prey to a non-existent family life or the addition of several spare inches to our already bulging waistlines, and come for a life of servitude and perpetual tension over the next day’s case study? Woes betide us that we did thusly!
By the end of the first two weeks, we were well-read idiots. There was no doubt that we were well read. Also, there was no doubt that we were idiots. Life bordered on the borders of imagination as far as academics were concerned; either our case study solutions were as blank and bare as my second cousin’s best friend’s aunt’s refrigerator after we decided to have a midnight snack there, or as imaginative as Ekta Kapoor’s K-serial plots where long-dead protagonists suddenly come to life after a two-month hiatus!
The best paradigm shift occurs as one transcends the world of academics and walks into something that is the best part of the MBA thingy – The Internship! Let me explain.
The entire first year of your MBA life is an endless effort to secure the best internship available in the campus for your specialization. Ergo, Year Two is the same, with higher stakes – a job! There’s nothing more to the degree, really. Anyone who says otherwise is an altruist or a liar! It IS that simple!
The internship was a breeze, and not one person came back to college at the end of two months complaining about it! It almost made second year bearable, though a lesser number of classes also contributed to that!
And as I sit in my room writing this, I am moving towards Phase Two: The Job! This is where I leave my thoughts at the moment, for they are yet again taking me back to the same question that everyone in this college seems to ask themselves: WHY should anyone give a guy/girl like me a job?
If you find out, do let me know!
– Submitted by Abhilash Talapatra, a second year student at TAPMI