Here's a something I had written long back...on the day I quit my postgrad college. A journey to somewhere. A transformation to something. A diary summed up.
A messy, dirty room; a near-deserted hostel; a shut door separating the two...and a lazy yet thriving campus. This very moment, seems like a good time to recollect some of the best memories of my life from the past 20-something months. With just few hours at hand before I leave Gurgaoon for something bigger, I can't stop but think about how badly I'm going to miss this place, which had become the centre point of my life.
It was 20th June, 2012 when I moved to MDI...an ambitious mind, a broken heart and ambiguous attitude defined my state then. The weather was scorching - the sun beamed as if showing off. My first encounter with the Mandevian students was during hostel registration with HnM committee (of which I too became a part later). The next few months passed by in a jiffy...we got to know each other, made some new friends, tried to demystify the kaamkaaj at MDI - both inside and outside the classroom. We witnessed alll the hullabaloo around premiere B-school getting decoded in front of our eyes. Meanwhile, the sun flares simply didn't seem to cease as we squeezed the life out of our air coolers.
Soon came the dreaded summer placement season. Not a very fruitful time this, my puraane paap ensured I enjoyed the process long enough to start hating it. The dry runs, however, were fun and created sights of village folklore who gathered at the banyan tree for gupshup. The chills were in the air and in the spine. Not to forget the Chandigarh-Shimla trip which was planned and executed at 1 am in night. That trip also served me my first encounter with the Haryanvi police. That and many other firsts made the trip a memorable one.
Then arrived the Dilli ki sardi, which lived upto its expectations well enough. What was otherwise a dull period turned out to be one of the better ones as I wore my foodie cap back on. I and my friends relished some of the best food Delhi can serve...again and again. And as the dense fogs lifted, the campus turned into a spring-special romance hotspot. We bid farewell to our seniors and geared up for the internship and flares.
As luck would have it, I had to survive the flares again, this time fiercer and prolonged. During those 2 months of internship in Gurgaon, guys staying on campus got closer...some of us used to meet up daily and cribbed about our work. I got to witness the tip of the corporate iceberg, and somehow managed to make the most of it. As thermometers touched 50, I rared to get out of this inertia and get back to the bustling B-school life.
The second year kicked off with a bang and the next five months turned out to be the busiest. Opsession, HnM, marketing electives, supply chain, competitions..it was the peak time! Friendships, attitude, will power, skills..everything was tested severely and scrutinized on various fronts. The flares could be felt in the air! This peripod was the buildup to the D-day, and it was super.
Finally arrived the time which everyone had been waiting for...the one thing that would make a difference. Personally, I was lucky enough to have gotten a job that I would consider a dream. In any case, the whole experience was the second most memorable in the 2 years at MDI. He who kept his calm and focus clear, made it through with flying colors (if Lady luck supported).
THE MOST memorable experience, however, has to be the one month after getting placed. For the first time in 2 years we were able to do whatever we wanted to, and had the most fun all around Delhi. Eating around the popular food joints, roaming at popular spots in Delhi, sleeping for most of the daytime and spending the nights wasting time, so on and so forth. The spring was beautiful, the atmosphere on campus even more. The trip to Vaishnodevi immediately after exams was the icing on the cake and ended MBA on a high note.
During these 2 years, many things have supported us to get through the whirlwind..and will be cherished for lifetime. CM hostel, mess, long walks around the campus, late night serenity and chaos, deadlines, bakar, birthday and placements GPL, nescafe coffee, maggi, Jhaji's sattu paratha, sharmaji, chhole kulcha, CC, MGF mall, Sahara, Sector-14 market, sharing auto, sector-29, CP, chandni chowk, Metro...and over and above that the friends that I made here..it will all remain.
These 2 years have taught me a lot...my mind is stronger than ever, attitude humbler, and ambitions very clear. Becoming a Mandevian has been the best thing to have happened to me so far. The fresher is finally ready to plunge into the corporate world.
The bags have been packed, the train waiting to take me back to Baroda.
Thank you MDI, 12P090 signing off...
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