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जान जानी है जाएगी एक दिन
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यहाँ कल क्या हो किसने जाना "
Why MBA? I think this is a question I place right next to few other trick questions such as will India become a 5 trillion economy or does it make sense to right swipe her? The real answer might make me sad but the possibility of a successful end result is enticing enough.
I started this journey in the third year of college enrolling in the TIME Weekend batch at Pilani. And tbh I felt sad for the teachers. Spending weekends in Pilani is like throwing up while making out. It ruins any happiness you might have had before it.
But I did enjoy the classes. They were such a positive respite from the otherwise sadist teaching pedagogy at BITS Pilani. I attended all the classes for this which was a new experience since given the 0% attendance policy at my college I didn’t bother going out in the scorching heat.
Then came the first mock test. I wasn’t entirely acquainted with every concept, yet ended up scoring above 99 %ile. And there is a weird satisfaction in outperforming without much preparation. But this didn’t last long as the next mock hit me hard and my scores plummeted. I got somewhere around 70 percentile and a single digit score in DILR. DILR has somehow always been an arch nemesis.
In July I had to go to Mumbai for my internship so CAT prep took a backseat. That time in Mumbai still remains one of the most memorable experience of my life. I met this amazing group of people. My mentor Sagar, whom I started with calling sir and by next day referred to as BC. Bipin, with whom I had a fight in my first week itself in the office in plain sight of everyone, despite him being my manager and by the end we used to share stories at his house over drinks. Ranjitha, for all the outings, the mails we exchanged and the bond we shared. And Suman, for being a great friend and a confidante.
Mid Internship I relocated to Delhi. I shared my flat with Saurabh Borse and Nitin Mankani. It’s amazing how we didn’t know each other much before that but ended up becoming great friends. Borse was in the same team as I and I am extremely grateful for he used to do assignments given to both of us due to my sheer disinterest in coding (I exited codenation test to watch Juve vs Inter. The two goals by Ronaldo deemed my decision correct). He’s by far the best friend I got in a work setting. I honestly felt guilty every time he helped me with so much only to be crushed by my hands at FIFA xD. He did all the presentations and reports for our college submissions too, so I could devote time to CAT prep ‘among other things’ :P . And I haven’t really thanked him enough for that.
My mock scores meanwhile continued to play “boobs on the bus”, yet I tried to gain at least something from each of them. A few mocks later I figured I might just be able to do it. But the time was less and I should better manage it. I used to wake up at 4, give a mock, prepare for a few hours, go to office, read articles, solve puzzles. I took a leave and reached home 10 days before CAT. Gave as many mocks as I could along with past year papers and I thought it should be done.
CAT 2018: The exam went fine. But I was scared about my DILR scores.
I rejoined my internship in Delhi the next day. At the last day of my internship I got offered a PPO. I had pretty much assumed I wouldn’t be getting one and hence had skipped the office the last day spending it with a fair lady. In fact, it was her who opened my offer letter before me, which in hindsight is probably why the job sucked so much. Jokes aside, she was the only friend I had in that company, and I thank her for being around, for our frequent pub visits, late night hangouts at CCD and for making me understand why one shouldn’t defecate where one eats.
I have a terrible hatred for my college. So much so that I completed my graduation in 7 semesters because I couldn’t spend another. As a kid I often used to wonder why would people murder someone. After knowing a few of my profs there I totally get the idea now. Sure, it’s not something I’ll do but if someone does, I will totally understand why. Remember the feeling you get when you accidentally get your sleeves wet while washing hands, imagine three years of it. That sums up college for me. Anyways, the thoughts and efforts most of us put in choosing UG is equivalent to the one we put in reading terms and conditions. I didn’t even go to my convocation. The only tangible assets I gained there are two best friends – Mudit and Aayushmaan. And it’s humbling how much of my shit they have gone through just because I like seeking attention.
I completed my graduation in Dec 18 and joined the job in Feb 19. The plan was to give the interviews and convert a college in the meantime hence I didn’t really care much about the work. The work was getting tremendously frustrating and the frequency of my phone calls to Mudit had increased. He has been someone to whom I have always ranted about anything and everything. From getting 2 marks out of 90 in mid sem exam to bad dates and everything in between. I have had days when waking up in the morning was like resuming a shitty movie you decided to quit watching. Or days when you feel like you can hear the video game combat music but can’t spot any enemy.
I gave the interviews quite unprepared, though based on the questions I was asked no preparation would have helped. There is no way I am supposed to know how many high courts are there in India or why does Ashok Chakra have 24 spokes. In fact, I quoted white collar at FMS interview when I was asked where do I see myself later in life – “surrounded by people I care about and not having to worry about money”. Damn you Neal Caffrey.
I missed partying with my brother and his friends because I had the FMS interview. Hell, I missed a goa trip with all bookings done because I had my MDI interview in between.
All this while I did experience certain ups and downs. But none was as big a heartbreak as compared to the one I got when I saw my manager Raveena bursting with joy upon converting IIM B. It sucked. Even though I had a slightly better percentile here I was with absolutely 0 converts sulking. And that’s when I realised that success stories are like pen clicks. You hate them unless you are the one making them.
I did say some mean words to her, in my mind. And this is funny because she was one of the few people who kept in touch. She was the only one from my work life to message me a day before CAT 19 wishing me luck and has helped me throughout this interview season. I guess certain things don’t require understanding, all they require is perception.
CAT 18: 99.1(99.83/76.29/98.86)
Calls – MDI, SP Jain, FMS, IIM S; Converts – None
I had decided to give CAT again and this time with everything. It wasn’t to get into any specific college. It was to prove to me that I can do it. That I can set a target for myself and make bold decisions along the way and achieve it. Next week I left for a family trip and after few discussions with my brother, I wrote my resignation letter on a houseboat in the backwaters. My manager was kind enough to take me to lunch and discuss about the reasons. But I was already convinced about my decision. I spent my last day in Delhi at Mudit’s home, trying to find open bars in Greater Noida and convincing his brother to not do engineering, both unsuccessfully.
I came back home and decided to give everything I could. It’s one thing to fail it’s another to fail yourself. I didn’t expect to make friends here though it’s my hometown. But what great friends I made. I met this amazing girl in my coaching who has kind of been my go-to contact in the city and my support system throughout. A true friend indeed. Prajapati, Rahul Joshi, and a few others. Then I met a few at Varanasi Toastmasters – Aditya (baabaaaa), Utsav Bhaiya (the wise one), Vishesh (punctual?) and Ritu (Idk, she doesn’t drink or eat chicken). I also consider one of my IMS mentors Abhinav Sir more of a friend based on the equation we have. The reason I am mentioning these people is because it's important to acknowledge the influence they have had on me.
My first mock of the season was a disaster of sorts. I performed decent but not so good. And was mocked by my mentors, albeit in a constructive way. And maybe I am saying this because I was in a regular class at IMS, but I do consider the attention and focus given by IMS mentors at least at my centre much much more and helpful than the guidance I ever got at TIME. The next mock I was 2nd. And then there was this fear that in the next mock I would suck again. And here’s the thing. What you want may or may not happen, but what you expect almost always happens. I scored less than 100 in it.
But I think after a series of mocks I finally found my rhythm. And that’s when I was introduced to PG. Met this amazing group of people ready to help me with the doubts I had. It’s worth noting how despite being competitor nobody here has ever failed in guiding someone to the best of his ability. @MohitMehar, @ Bhimana, @Arsene96 , @FranklyCAT, @Vc98 , @ IIM_Groot, @onepoorGEM, @sanchit3008, @Sn96 and a few others. I am thankful to all of them for helping me at one point or other. A big shout out here to Bhimana whom I have never met but based on my interactions with him, I can only assume him, with his down to earth demeanour and calibre, to be one hell of a person.
With the passage of mocks I was pretty confident about my performance. But there is always fear. I filled all the forms I could get my hands on – CAT, XAT, IIFT, SNAP, MICAT, CMAT. Couldn’t give MICAT as the centre was in a different city.
CAT 19: Verbal had always been my strong suit. The paper went really well this time.
I calculated my marks and was pretty happy with how I had performed. Next exam was IIFT. Then SNAP. XAT was a mere formality after the CAT results.
Final Results
CAT – 99.87(99.81/98.13/99.59)
SNAP – 99.9066
IIFT – 99.91
XAT – 99.953
CMAT – 99.94
The interview season for me was an opportunity to get back to my old ways. A party was mandatory after every interview. How the interview went was irrelevant in this decision. For my first interview of SIBM, I stayed with Rishabh at his flat in Pune. We made shots at home and all I remember other than an awesome interview is gulping shots while listening to someone’s relationship trouble. Kids xD
My SP Jain interview was in Bangalore. Met my best friend from school, Sajal, after like 3-4 years, and Bhanu. It’s funny how despite that long a time nothing ever changes the dynamics between school friends. I also got to spend time with my cousins, who have been a few of the constants in my life.
For the next few interviews, I stayed with a senior from my college, Umang Bhaiya. My hatred for my college would have been a thousand times more were it not for my friends and seniors that I have. He was kind enough to let me stay while also arranging for all my meals and alcohol too. He was also kind enough to exit a party early (2 AM) for I had my IIM L interview the next day morning (technically, same day). Yes, I was hungover during the interview.
I, for one, believe that MBA interviews are as random as it can get. They are like the plot of a Salman Khan film, except they are also unpredictable. But it is what it is. You can call the game rigged but you’ll play nonetheless.
This past year was never about getting into a B school. It was to be able to make a deal with yourself and finally hold up your end of the bargain. If anything, it has taught me that things are quite uncertain. You can make a lot of efforts and yet fail to clear the cut off, you can spend a night with someone, be naïve to think that it will last and get to know about their engagement after six months of it, or feel something really good about someone, imagine you together and not even get to a first date even after a year, or make a detailed itinerary of going to Italy and Spain and watching CR7 play and be this close to booking the tickets, yet end up not going out of your own house door for 2 months. You can plan all the way you want but it seldom works that way. And the sad part is that you got to do it anyway to find out. Think about it, someone’s probably thought of a huge scientific breakthrough, realized how stupid it was, and went to bed. And he’ll probably crib about someone else living the life he dreamt.
Yes, you will be disappointed at times. Yes, you will see people getting ahead of you with half your efforts and possibly intellect. But for a generation who wouldn’t play on someone else’s controller settings, I think we put an awful effort on seeking approval from other people.
I did convert almost all my calls – XLRI (BM and HRM), IIFT, MDI, IIM I, SIBM, would probably convert L, and FMS (6 waitlisted). Rejects from C and SPJ. Would decide where to go whenever I do.
But this was never about a college. I don’t think whether your decision was good or bad depends on the outcome. Smoking kills you, but the actual “act” of smoking is a very healthy practice - leave a stressful environment, go outside for five minutes and take deep breaths. And nothing can work perfectly anyway. Cinderella’s supposedly perfectly-fitting shoe fell off, didn’t they? Then there is the undue importance given to struggle. Not taking the easy way out. Frankly, the easy way is like playing Pornhub jingle in public, everyone knows what it is but nobody will acknowledge. I think struggle is more like a bass player, you will not enjoy it solo but would definitely miss it if it wasn’t there.
I am happy things worked out as they did. I do feel somewhere I got lucky and things fell in place. The premise would still have been the same, but a different ending had that not been the case. This is definitely not big a deal. It’s just an exam. But it’s never really just a game when you are winning, is it? There is nothing better than getting your thoughts proven and validated. And that’s what this whole thing has been about.
It was hard, but that’s what made it so special. Also, title of my sex tape xD
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