A whole term n no posts.. Initially it was genuinely my inability to find time (like always :P ).. but later on.. i found it difficult to find good things to write n preserve.. Each post would seem like a repetition of "slogged my backside off doing this assignment, doing this project work, preparing 4 this test, got screwed bad in this test n so on.."
I was advised not to write self-incriminating stuff here.. but come on.. I've got to admit.. I got fucked in this term (I've refrained from using the f-word in all my earlier posts, but I couldn't find a better word to capture my feelings.. sorry.. poor vocab, you see..).. So, as the results are coming out (some fake too, bloody Flirty!! x-( ), the thing is confirmed.. That I had a PATHETIC term in XL..
Think of 3rd term,
and I think of Raavan, his assignments, his tests, (and my pathetic performance in them)..
then Mr. Accent n his random surprise tests (and again my pathetic performance in them)..
Prof. Interviewer n his numerous cases n presentations..
Prof. Strategy n his not so random, but yet surprise tests, n ya the strange case discussions (and yet again my pathetic performance in the tests)..
I remember what Baba (that's my dad, n not Luthans) used to tell me.. when certain events go bad, we just end up cursing everything under the sun and preserve bad memories of them and end up feeling even more miserable. Instead, we could learn from our mistakes and preserve something good from such events.. (too philosophical, eh? :P )
time to put this advice to practice.. So after blabbering so much, I'm going to dedicate the remainder of this post to all the good things of the 3rd term.. memories I would like to preserve.. (in an order just as it comes to my mind..)
I was advised not to write self-incriminating stuff here.. but come on.. I've got to admit.. I got fucked in this term (I've refrained from using the f-word in all my earlier posts, but I couldn't find a better word to capture my feelings.. sorry.. poor vocab, you see..).. So, as the results are coming out (some fake too, bloody Flirty!! x-( ), the thing is confirmed.. That I had a PATHETIC term in XL..
Think of 3rd term,
and I think of Raavan, his assignments, his tests, (and my pathetic performance in them)..
then Mr. Accent n his random surprise tests (and again my pathetic performance in them)..
Prof. Interviewer n his numerous cases n presentations..
Prof. Strategy n his not so random, but yet surprise tests, n ya the strange case discussions (and yet again my pathetic performance in the tests)..
I remember what Baba (that's my dad, n not Luthans) used to tell me.. when certain events go bad, we just end up cursing everything under the sun and preserve bad memories of them and end up feeling even more miserable. Instead, we could learn from our mistakes and preserve something good from such events.. (too philosophical, eh? :P )
time to put this advice to practice.. So after blabbering so much, I'm going to dedicate the remainder of this post to all the good things of the 3rd term.. memories I would like to preserve.. (in an order just as it comes to my mind..)
- Case discussions never seemed so intellectual.. the credit goes to Prof. Interviewer and Mr. Accent.. Those sessions were a true indication of how learning happens through case based discussions..
- Annual Reports have started making much more sense now.. Raavan has to be credited for this.. Unarguably one of the best profs in XL.. His strict grading wouldn't take away any credit from him... His assignments must have sucked the life out of us, but when I look back at them, they taught me a lottt of things, which did make me a little wiser (although that didn't get reflected in my marks :P )
- Team Services gave me my only opportunity to be a part of a committee in XL.. Remember, I'd royally ignored all the committees during my 1st year.. A good experience.. Made me stretch my sleeping hours.. Allocating rooms, getting a hell of a scolding from Mr. Aura for the last minute contingencies, pampering the seniors, the company people, even some of our own batchmates.. n the best memory.. was post the Services Party.. I never thought "Dabbang" like cops existed in real life.. :P The story was all over the campus in no time..
- 2 wet nights really were special in this term.. One was post the CRP.. All seniors had become millionaires now.. Everyone was happy (in both the senses).. Some couldn't contain their happiness too.. :D The other wet night was the last wet night for the seniors, the one before their convocation... Don't know, why I liked it.. It was poorly attended by our batch.. Can't blame them.. We had submissions the next day, exams very soon.. Some of the adventurous ones among us made it a point to attend this one.. After all, this was the new OMAXI's first wet night.. :)
- Holi was never such fun.. My first Holi outside home.. And it was the best ever.. Guys ripping each other's T-shirts, splashing colours n water.. As our smart Prof. said "Holi is the only time of the year when an average Indian man gets to be the closest with a woman".. It was quite evitable.. :D.. And obviously.. the hero of Holi.. Bhaang.. My God!! If it were freely available, I would quit alcohol forever.. :P The best kick ever!
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