Dead Poets Society

Dead Poets Society!!
What is it? Well it's a movie I just finished watching and can't restrain myself writing about it. Believe me it is one of the best movies I have ever seen. Simple, but effective. Without any romance, sex, fight, gangsters, smugglers, and yes without any hot babes!! How the hell then this movie can anyone like? Because I think it's one of the classics.
To be very frank I didn't know about this movie till yesterday. I was assigned to come with some quiz round for one of our events which will be happening next month, and I wanted some sort of movie that one can relate to Management in general and to Human Resource in particular. So I was furiously searching on internet some articles on how management institutions are taking help of films to make students understand some of the important concepts in management. Some of us would think, including myself, all such things like including case study on some movie is crap. Because everyone knows its not real but on Reel life which can only take you on imagination ride and nothing else. But i found some articles where they had mentioned the movie called Dead Poets Society..pretty unusual name isn't it? So just downloaded it and man how lucky i am that i am one of the persons who has seen such a fantastic movie.
Well story is very simple and credit has to be given to writer and producer who thought so well to give us such a nice experience. Its a story about one school (only boys school) and bunch of few students and their teacher Keating (Robin Williams). Well as you must have guessed being a boarding school it was full of Rules and Regulations and nothing but only studies matter. They try to make students realist!? But one fine day Mr. Keating steps in as teacher and he tries to make students aware of the power of their will, the power of freedom, the power that everyone possess but only few knows and only few act on it. It is also story of parents who want their children to do a particular thing that they want them to do and how they lose them at the end. It is about one's passion for something however stupid it may look to others, it is about top fearing, it is about standing high and seeing the world differently...
Long live Dead Poets Society!!

Skeptical

Hi, its been 2 months for my last post... i was just thinking and i have to accept that i have been pretty irregular not only in this matter but in many other things; take for example my Spanish classes, guitar classes, gym... oh man i think this list will just go on and on.. i better stop here!
So what forced me to write this new post?
I have been here in Bangalore for 6 months now and i am well adjusted to the surroundings now, the food over here, its weather, people and so many other things.
Just few days back i had been to Pune and the day when i left Pune i was feeling so bad and so sunken.. but the fact is when i came over here to resume my MBA i found that i have started enjoying classes and friends over here.
Last week while India was celebrating Diwali and believe me this was my first Diwali when i was not at home. I was terribly missing home and so were my roommates. Then we decided, on last Tuesday, we will celebrate Diwali the bachelors way.. whatever little we knew about pooja we did that... then we had dinner outside, in all it was nice experience...
Oh i forgot , actually i wanted to tell you what forced me to write? it was one incidence that happened yesterday night when i was coming back to my place after meeting friends.
I was travelling by bus and quietly sitting and was about to take ticket from conductor, suddenly person who was standing beside me called me and gave me one pass (in Bangalore where you can take Rs.30 pass and can travel anywhere in Bangalore for a day). I didn't understand initially what he wanted to do and i actually shouted at him. why was he giving me pass. Actually there was nothing to shout at. that person had one extra pass and he just handed over to me. But we are so unsecured that we always try to find intentions (mostly with an adjective wrong) behind any good deed. and considering time (11pm) i was also little worried because there were very few people on board..Whatever we hear from media, we read that indirectly is affecting the way we look at everybody.. we always smell something fishy in everything.. we have become skeptic...

Disaster

I was enjoying my south Indian meal, as usual, in hotel Balaji Spice near our college. A lot of rice (I never had such an amount of rice in lunch), 2-3 varieties of curries and some sweet. I had just started eating than phone rang. It was my brother on phone. He asked me where I was. I could not understand why he is asking that question. Then he told me that some seven bomb blast happened in Bangalore city. It was really shocking news. Bangalore had never experienced such serial blasts at one time. But only consoling news was those blasts were of low intensity and not too many causalities were reposted. That was Friday.
Next day I went to my brother’s place. It was around 6 pm in evening. Suddenly news came that now Ahmadabad hit by 16 serial blasts. What??!! 16 blasts in one hour!! Another big blow to India and surely it shows some weak response by our intelligence agencies and police. However, here I do not want to get into any debate whether it is really possible for them to stop such attacks? But the point to be noted here is that new groups are making their presence felt. But the way people from Ahmadabad responded is really appreciating, especially in the light that this region is one of the most sensitive one when it comes to such attacks. We all remember Godhra riots still! Hats off to them. This is simple question I pose to all militants out there:
Wham!
Fire, cry, and yell
Can you here them all
A smoke has cleared
Can you see
A little child crying aloud
In a mother’s lap
Mother, who has already fallen a prey
Can you see
A grand-father
Burdened with age and poverty
With all tears dried up
Shred nothing, but few words, looking at his dead son
Can you see
That man
Who has lost his hand
That helped him to earn bread and butter
That helped him feed his family
Can you see
What you have done to them
In the name of God (?)
In the name of freedom (?)
In the name of power (?)
What you want to achieve?
Freedom, power, satisfaction?
What?
This is the real question
Because answer to which
Even you don’t know!

Some thoughts on MBA- Part 1

Hi there. After long time i am writing again.
So I just want apologize for not keeping in touch for almost 1 month. Yeah I have my reason as usual. ( Now people don't say that i always find some excuse. The fact is i always have some excuse.) The problem here is, we have not received our laptops as of now. And if you see our computer lab then you will think that its not B-School at all. We just have 10 odd computers in there which are always occupied. Just imagine we are 500+ students using 10 computers. But these as****** still not giving laptops. So that's the biggest problem. So if anyone is using computer in lab he/she cannot use it unless he/she has some very important work like presentation.
Anyways so i got laptop from my home. And this post is possible because of my lappy only.
So it's been almost three months since i started this course. Let me admit first that this is really hectic course. I am doing it from ICFAI (IBS) Bangalore. When i came here i was almost lost in this world. You just enter into premise and you get smell of competitors. The atmosphere is totally different. Campus (whatever we have i.e. just one large building) is good in terms of facilities such as computer lab, library, class room ventilation, light arrangement etc. You will be surprised that i have included ventilation and light arrangement here. But believe me friends this is very important part when you have to study and concentrate. I realized this when i compared it with my Anthropology department. All my friends from Anthropology you must be remembering our corridor and class rooms which were small and light was almost nil there. That was the best condition to put anyone to sleep and especially when faculty is boring.
Then coming on faculty. I will not say that faculty over here is good. Definitely some professors who are form IIMs are the best on campus and the way they teach is something each and every faculty should adopt. We have Mr. Sukesh sir for our Marketing. He would just come and he would not dictate anything, but he will ask you questions that will help you to think and you will realize that you have actually thought and you have learned the concept by yourself. Especially this technique will be very helpful in Anthropology where lots of theories are there and there is no point in mugging those theories. But apart from these few people all other faculty is not worthy at all.
Another important thing is team projects. Doing project in a team is the worst job i would say. During graduation and post-graduation we had projects but very few were group assignments. But here in MBA we always have group assignments and presentations. So if you cannot gel with your group then you will be in deep shit. This definitely teaches some teamwork though. So how you complete these assignments depends on you and if you are successful here then believe me you will be able to work in any condition.
This post will be continued next time... bye for now!!

Smell of Freedom

Hands bound by invisible shackles
Some invincible force driving me
Tired and exhausted
I keep dragging myself
Hands want to get free
Legs want to stop
I keep walking a road
Same road indefinite, infinite miles
I have travelled till yet
Road, full of illusions
Of twists and turns, but straight in reality
Days and nights
Months and years passed
I met many travelers
Met and lost
Some are in memories
Some are lost as they are not worthy of keeping in memories (I think)
Some are still with me, keeping me alive, reminding me of my existence
We all keep traveling
With the kindled hope of
Finding what lies ahead
Finding someone who can free us
Free us from shackles
Someone who can outweigh invincible force
Some One who they call GOD!!!!

Failed

Yesterday TISS results were declared. And as expected i could not make through!!

Failed,
Don't worry, failures
are stepping stones for Success
Rejected,
Cheer up, there are
better things lining up for you
Who the f*** says so
All these are fantasies,
created by people who are very much successful
These are all exceptions,
as laws of nature state
There are always exceptions
But what about those
for whom there are no
stepping stone of success
No new door opens when
someone slams "The Only Available Door"
in their face
They are forgotten
They try to find their place
in this world of success
depressed and lost
They belie by smiling
believing silently
words of wise
hoping someday, somewhere
they will come across Success
and here I, also
one of the latter ones
waiting, waiting, waiting
and Wait continues.....

My MBA Journey Begins........

hi there.. it's been almost 15-20 days that I have not written in my blog. I was just busy. Only few of you would know that I am in Bangalore now and pursuing my MBA from ICFAI Bangalore. However I am still waiting for TISS results so I have not informed everybody about this. So as saying goes "it's not over until it's over"; i have kept my fingers crossed.
Anyways now it's been almost a week now and i am now trying to adjust to new environment and new people. Six people, including me are sharing 3 BHK flat. The striking difference that i observed here in this class is , the amount of aggression my fellow classmates showed. There are some who are extremely innovative, that could be seen in some of the impromptu presentations we had. Some of them may not be knowing much but the way they carried themselves was really "Professional". When i compare it with what we had in Anthropology difference becomes more stark. The environment over here is really Market oriented. I will write more someday.
These were the thoughts that came to me when I was sitting in my classroom and some professor was explaining Credit System that institute follows to evaluate our performance.

MBA INITIATION

Have you ever felt discomfort?
The feeling of anachronism?
have you ever given a thought that
you could be a "misfit"
Yes, I have, I have felt this many times
In a short life span,
Yes 24 years is indeed short span
What one sees in 24 years?
may be a part, a section of "WORLD"
World; that is enjoyable
World; that is painful
World; that is colorful and
World; that is filthy
How many of us have really seen and experienced
all these shades of the world?
That apart, how many of Aged
have tasted a real World?
Few, and perhaps only by disadvantaged ones
But here we are
Sitting comfortably
Spending enormously
believing to be future TIMES Tycoons
Our idols
yes Ambani, Tata and Bajaj

Perhaps we will be like them
Perhaps we may not
But we have to take care that
We would not see our futures
broken down in Grades and GPAs

ALL THE BEST FOLKS!!!