Love is in the air.........

Recently, in this horrid heat of Ahmedabad something really

surprising has happened. the love bug has bitten our group, that

is to say loads of couples can be heard playing "i can feel it in my

toes....Love is in the air" cheesy chick songs. Ok some of them were

already infected but now besides yours truly,everyone else is in an

actively loving "????" and committed relationship. The result of this

is I find myself quite often being the third wheel in the vehicle of

relationship which my friends our trying to drive and i watch on with a

bemused look.

Now now my dear readers you don't have to feel sorry for the

protagonist of this blog, because what this means is that he has

a balcony view of 5 absolutely different kind of people each

struggling with this esoteric concept of love and commitment.

I can obviously stoop down and tell these love besotted individuals

the true meaning of these concepts and the solutions of their

problems. But as you might know about me I am not the interfering

kind and besides, its just too much fun to watch. Here is a short

description of the secondary characters in the story of my life and

the unique problems they all facing. The real names have been

hidden for obvious reasons:

Ms. My Bf is the fairest of them all:

Here is a classic problem of the reacher and the settler or

at least the illusion of it. For those who know there is this

school of thought that each relationship has a reacher who

has got a better dealer and a settler a person who has settled

for the reacher when he could have done much better.

I am not saying the lady in question is a reacher, i am just

implying that she merely thinks she is one. And there in lies the crux

of the problem. All her actions are expressive similar to a smitten

13 year old with a pinch of insecurity. But this lady has been

known to be violent and packs quite a punch so i will stop this

analysis here only.

Mr. I am bothered with all the girls flirting with me:

The gentleman dating the above lady. Here the classic placebo

effect comes into play, because of his GF treating him like some

kind of demi god, he has slowly but surely started believing it

too. The consequence is that each and every girl in the campus

and maybe even in the universe is out to woo him or so he

believes.But the funny thing is as long as he believes it and also

his GF believes it they don't really have a problem. But funny

how people always used to say truth should be the cornerstone

of any relationship :) .

Ms. I am the center of the world:

The new entrant in our group. I would not be too mean

about her (or should I say too honest). Firstly because i don't

know her that well and secondly her dad's a big shot. Anyways

her bf, who I am going to dissect next is a far more interesting

specimen. But suffice to say the pseudo name that i have given

her is I think her major problem along with a healthy dose

of insecurity. And she also suffers highly from Me v/s Them (friends)

syndrome.

Mr. I think I am a stud:

This guy (would not really call him gentleman) is the most interesting case

by far. Once a free bird, soaring the skies proudly for his preys he is now

chained whipped and most importantly on the other side of the line. In

short he has gone from Barney to Marshall almost overnight. He is now

suffering from what i call PastPresent syndrome, which as the name

suggests is trying to be what you were in past when your present is

change somewhat. The author acknowledges the fact that a lot of

problems emanate because of his presence, but when you touch

somebody's life so deeply as I do its often hard for the touched

soul to break free.

Ms. Not quite five feet:

Last but definitely not the least is the little child of our group. The author

claims to have certain biases towards this individual and hence will be less

meaner in spite of the fact that she is the most troubled soul of all. Her

problem is "My BF can do no wrong" syndrome. People infected from this

disease will try and justify every single aspect however ridiculous it might

be. They also compromise on everything just too cling to their mythical

concept of what they speak in hushed tone of "The Relationship".

Stubborn like any child this lady when given a logical reasoning

regarding the ludicrousness of her action will always play the "You

don't understand, long distance is hard" card at your face.

That's all for now, will keep you posted on what happens next. So long.

PS1: Those who didn't understand our not supposed to understand.

PS2: This post i must surely have ruffled some feathers, please don't

take all this at heart. I was a lot more meaner because i wrote this at 6am

in the morning after tossing and turning the entire night because of lack of sleep.

Emotions recollected in tranquility

Hi not in the mood to think of one of my extremely innovative

titles for this post. But i was just thinking that i haven't really

written much stuff about the life at IIMA in this memoir of my

life and i would like to make amends for that. It is not on account

of any lack of time because although we are in middle what is proclaimed

as the toughest slot of this year, but as like other things in IIMA

this is also over hyped and one has actually plenty of free time

(although the fact that I have been officially proclaimed as a free

rider by my group helps)

Feeling extremely dissatisfied in this slot, before this slot the

IIMA experience had been a roller coaster ride full of twists

and turns ups and downs along with a lot of learning growing

up and also lots and lots of fun. But in this slot the learning is

almost zero, the fun seems a little stale and the flirting which

used to be my favouraite pastime here not as fun( maybe it is

becoming too easy). Although this slot is not a complete waste,

have formed a new chat buddy grew up a little made some

good poker buddies. So not a complete waste.

But inspite of that, the fact that the first year which i had dreaded

to be the most difficult year of my life is ending is making me

extremely sad, because the first year at IIMA is definitely not

what is claimed and hyped to be. The only difference is that in

IIT's you had fun only outside classes with lectures being

roadblocks in that. Here a lot of fun occurs during lectures

only and you dont feel guilty because you know you have changed and

improved drastically after coming here. The learning is sort of

instinctive here, for examples in the last 2 3slots i have for most

subjects, not reading even a single case and stuff but even in the

subjects that i find extremely boring and i am unwillingly to listen

to like marketing i can safely say that i know loads more than

what i used to know. The very fact that i am considering and

reconsidering going on a free Europe trip for3 months in some of

extremely good universities just on account of whether i will not

miss this place too much vouches of the kind of freinds i have and

how much i value them. Hence th oft qouted phrase of not being able to

enjoy and have friends because of the "academic rigor"( writing this in the

highest possible sarcasm ) is plain and simple bullshit. I know what you

are thinking write now that harsh is a stud and thats why he is able to

manage it both, to which my reply is although i dont disagree about the

stud part but i have seen mere mortals like my future dorm rep also

able to do that.

But one thing this place forces you to do which i don't like is that at

each very step it forces you to grow up. At each and very step you

have to make so important life changing decisions like which stream

to go for career, you cannot do without defining your

priorities for your future. The decisions you have to make are very

real, like do you want a chill 2 year or exchange or resume building.

In the job do you want 20 hours with loads of money or 12 hours

with less money amd more pressure. Finance or marketing.

In fact the only decision as far as in know that we don't have to make

is regarding the number and names of your kids, even which i guess

the strategy prof. might be able to tell you using porters five forces

or Mr. JJ might tell you the present value of the cashflows from the

kids you expect and hence make a more informed decision.

(this was a some what lame attempt to add humor into an extremely

boring post, but seriously not really in the mood to make you laugh.

K i think i should stop have plenty to ramble on, but I really don't want to

be the reason for any opportunity loss that you might undergo. Love you

all and miss you a lot. ( includes the Roorkee guys and Shrey)

So long

Ps: listen to cold cold night by white stripes, its awesome and meg white is

gorgeous.