Little did i know when i landed in Pune on 3rd Feb,2009 for the the string of interviews that i would be a part of the infamously famous 9/11 batch. A crash landing it was .A weird accident on the very first day in Pune and even that didn't tell me that this is the first step to be a part of the 9/11 team. What followed as you all know is history.
Interviews went on with my hand bandaged and with my hand aching with every handshake i had with the interviewers. Little did they pity my condition and the interview by the now Capital markets professor ,as it turned out to be, was rubbing salt into my wounds. So were the results of the GD/PI - waiting list number was hopelessly away to get converted.But history teaches us to expect the unexpected the call finally came on one fine May day morning and asking me to join within a week. That denied me a decent stint at home after six months and consequently denying any chance to go home after that.
So what followed was even more interesting--Barely couple of months into the campus- which most of were getting to used after being in corporate mode for two years - the 9/11 tag stood upto its name - first attack - swine flu -- panic everywhere-- i had fun of my life with my trips to delhi and mahabaleshwar- inspite of repeated warnings not to travel.
Oh ya.... We came to do MBA here.. studies as usual were minimal..
lots of presentations which most of them I had no clue about .. lot of boring lectures and lot of bunking classes --- you would feel its not very different to engineering.. But then what is it in MBA then ? - Its different in some way and every way which i have found very difficult to explain till date. We had taken life so easily and schedule was getting tight on us by now
Exams came and exams went,even that were not motivating for some of us to open the books. So a semester had flew by without adding much value to profile and what awaited was a MRA camp in panchgani. One of the better things our college had done to us and though the core purpose was not served ,we enjoyed it to the core.
The second semester was meandering peacefully when 9/11 woke up from its six month sleep and it hit us in the form of food poisoning. Again chaos reigned and the situation was bad this time with our own class mates being the victims. Before the dust could settle down the real 9/11 struck.. ya trust me.. this was the real terrorist attack blowing up one of our favorite hangout places 'German Bakery' and with that many other innocent lives.What followed that was another barrage of tests which would seemingly never end.
So thats where we are right now .. sick and tired of tests.... awaiting for the next big thing for this 9/11 batch...
