First Mid-term mania

My first mid-term just got over and grades for few assignments are also out. Phew! Midterm converted the party quads into hallowed portals of silence with everyone roaming around with an A4 size paper in hand and trying to make 'the' cheat-sheet. To non-ISB readers, yeah we are allowed to carry an A4 size 'furra' with us during exam and we can write anything on it, but believe me it doesn't help. I hardly referred to my cheat sheet during my exams and I can say this on behalf of most of us.

I have this mixed bag of emotions after the mid-term where I feel glad to be done away with them and also feel traumatized at the outcome and more so probably with the thought that end-terms are just 15 days away.

As far as grades are concerned, I deciphered that there are two types of students in the class - Type I and Type II (pardon my statistical jargon but I cannot help but mention it.. ). Type - I stand true to the definition of false positive. These are the helpless geeks who study but cant score. When they participate in class it appears that they will rock the exam but when the exam/ assignment results come they are at the rock bottom. Type - II also sticks to the definition : false negative. These are the ones who you never think are the scoring types but they score full every time.
There might be others who do not fall in either category but unfortunate for them there are only two classifications I am aware of .

Post mid-term was collection of phenomenal parties all over the student village, needless to mention that every second quad was hosting one, people were out with their guitars on the lawns and all over the place singing merrily.

Greedy me .. I am hoping for another such day soon .. (read the end of term :))

Ramblings @ISB

Though everyone you meet who has done an MBA says the same thing – it’s a roller coaster ride, you will not realize how the one year has passed. When I heard this, I thought I understood it but now I know what it actually means. Those who have done an MBA or going through the grind at present would be able to relate what I actually want to say. I have been four weeks into this course and it already seems like ages. Sometime I wonder oh my god, one month has passed. I never noticed but at the same time I feel as if I belonged here always and then there is a sudden panic as to what would happen eleven months later.

Life has no longer been the same since I joined. I am in different world and not just poetically but literally too. I have not had time to miss or think about anything from my life prior to ISB. I don’t even remember what my daily routine was, before coming here. To surprise you all I would mention that I have classes only for four hours a day and that too four days a week  J , Surprised and yes you will think this female is bluffing, she has all the time in world and she tells us that she doesn’t have any, but that is the truth.

This year at ISB is one of those years when I despise the weekend and wait desperately for the week to begin. My only concern usually is my 830 class for which I have to get up at 715-730, otherwise I love weekdays. Weekends are equal to hell where you hopelessly hope for 48 hours in a day. I hardly remember the Friday feeling J.

Those who think that it is difficult to get back to the routine after so much work experience trust me that is not the problem. All of us here have been exceptional in their work-field before and getting back to studies definitely does not seem to be their primary concern. Life is running here, or rather I should say time is no longer in my control. I so want to pause and take a good long look at what is happening in my life, retrospect and move on with grace and panache But,,, there is always a but J.  My ethereal desire is going to remain so.

I love this place and as much I love it I almost hate it. It’s a very different feeling hard to explain but only those who have been a part of it would be able to relate to.