I don't know whats happening to me. Am I going through some depression ?. I don't think so. Then why is it that I am feeling sad today...Infact very sad...and the strange thing is that not a drop of tear has fallen. Has the god made men this way, or had my tears abandoned me ?. The last time I felt so, one of my good friend has given me words of encouragement. I don't know if I am still eligible for that also. May be God is testing me..Putting me through the stress test to find out how strong I am. Oh god, I pray....DONT put me through this. I may not pass.
Had a blast here in Ahmadabad yesterday and the parents were worried. Me missing home....my parents. Even watched K3G movie...May sound strange as have exams from tomorrow.
Hmmm...cant write more now..got to study..though will be very difficult to do that.
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
The mystry called "FE"
Disclaimer : The owner of this blog bears no responsibility for this post here. The opinions expressed are the personal feeling of the author. ( Its just a coincidence that they are the same person).
This is a story of an above intelligence boy, studying in a "reputed" MBA college. He is considered among his friends a " studious" guy ( Although the truth is known only by him and God). He mostly gets good grades in the exams( thanks to the CGPA method).
Having passed the first year with good grades, he enters the second year with lot of hope, passion, anxiety and enthusiasm. He opts for finance, as it is considered to be more lucrative in terms of pay package. He has the dream of becoming the next big shot in the finance world. But alas, only if pigs could fly....
The first term of the second year is still not over and he has begun to doubt the wisdom of his decision. If the trailer is so dangerous, then how will that poor mortal survive the movie ?. Just to give you a glimpse of his miserable life, here is an account in his own words of one of his class :
"This is FE class, the Financial Elective class. The seniors have warned me not to take this course. Everyone said it is hard. But why will I listen to them ?. I am the Mr Know-it-all. Anyways, " ab liya hain to padho". So, first class goes without any major hiccups. ( Mainly because it was the revision of whatever we have studied last year). And then the real problem starts. Starting from the second class, I am a mute spectator in the class. Mute because I don't want to open my mouth and divulge my "lack of knowledge". And spectator because I just watch everyone contributing to the class discussion. I mean, the faculty is teaching the same thing to every one, Every one is listening the same thing. Then why is it that they can grasp, understand and respond and I cannot. Am I so dumb witted ?. If I can quote the dialogue of a movie, then " All the words are flying".
They say this subject is vital to finance. If it is so, then it explains why the finance guys are always worried. IT also explains the reason for high ratio of stress for finance guys that other department. Why was this subject created. Weren't they satisfied with integral calculus that they invented this elective ?. I just look from one face to other in the class. most are listening to the class or may be trying to do so. Ruefully, not many beautiful faces in the class to stare and spare my mind of the torture. How am I ever gonna pass this exam. I know this is against ethics and is a bad thing to do, but I sincerely hope that there are some more students like me or even "dumb" than me. That is the only way for me to pass this exam. May god provide strength to mine weak heart to fight this battle." Amen.
This is a story of an above intelligence boy, studying in a "reputed" MBA college. He is considered among his friends a " studious" guy ( Although the truth is known only by him and God). He mostly gets good grades in the exams( thanks to the CGPA method).
Having passed the first year with good grades, he enters the second year with lot of hope, passion, anxiety and enthusiasm. He opts for finance, as it is considered to be more lucrative in terms of pay package. He has the dream of becoming the next big shot in the finance world. But alas, only if pigs could fly....
The first term of the second year is still not over and he has begun to doubt the wisdom of his decision. If the trailer is so dangerous, then how will that poor mortal survive the movie ?. Just to give you a glimpse of his miserable life, here is an account in his own words of one of his class :
"This is FE class, the Financial Elective class. The seniors have warned me not to take this course. Everyone said it is hard. But why will I listen to them ?. I am the Mr Know-it-all. Anyways, " ab liya hain to padho". So, first class goes without any major hiccups. ( Mainly because it was the revision of whatever we have studied last year). And then the real problem starts. Starting from the second class, I am a mute spectator in the class. Mute because I don't want to open my mouth and divulge my "lack of knowledge". And spectator because I just watch everyone contributing to the class discussion. I mean, the faculty is teaching the same thing to every one, Every one is listening the same thing. Then why is it that they can grasp, understand and respond and I cannot. Am I so dumb witted ?. If I can quote the dialogue of a movie, then " All the words are flying".
They say this subject is vital to finance. If it is so, then it explains why the finance guys are always worried. IT also explains the reason for high ratio of stress for finance guys that other department. Why was this subject created. Weren't they satisfied with integral calculus that they invented this elective ?. I just look from one face to other in the class. most are listening to the class or may be trying to do so. Ruefully, not many beautiful faces in the class to stare and spare my mind of the torture. How am I ever gonna pass this exam. I know this is against ethics and is a bad thing to do, but I sincerely hope that there are some more students like me or even "dumb" than me. That is the only way for me to pass this exam. May god provide strength to mine weak heart to fight this battle." Amen.
Saturday, July 5, 2008
I am back
Ok...Here I am back after my summer internship with RBI, and visit to home..
Back to college...full of juniors...some very pretty..But along with it comes the studies...the second year of MBA..that too in finance...The first few day itself gave the glimpse of what is to come further...I just look blankly at the faces of my classmates, who don't know how, seems to know everything...How the hell do they know so much..Did they study something extra, which I did not..
Anyways...whats the use of complaining now..I should have thought about it in the first year itself...But I know I will not give up so easily..I will fight..
Back to college...full of juniors...some very pretty..But along with it comes the studies...the second year of MBA..that too in finance...The first few day itself gave the glimpse of what is to come further...I just look blankly at the faces of my classmates, who don't know how, seems to know everything...How the hell do they know so much..Did they study something extra, which I did not..
Anyways...whats the use of complaining now..I should have thought about it in the first year itself...But I know I will not give up so easily..I will fight..
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