Hi All,
GOA is known for fun vacations, beaches, beers, babes....
How much is it relevant when you are studying in GIM, I know the assignments will make it sure you don't do much of these things.....
But still I want to know how is location of GIM in Goa matters???
Thanks.
Hi All,
GOA is known for fun vacations, beaches, beers, babes....
How much is it relevant when you are studying in GIM, I know the assignments will make it sure you don't do much of these things.....
But still I want to know how is location of GIM in Goa matters???
Thanks.
We have to squeeze time out for fun amidst the quizzes and assignments...
as far as location is concerned can you clearly specify what you want to know.... I mean as in location of GIM in GOA related for fun activities or location with relation to companies?
Hi All,
GOA is known for fun vacations, beaches, beers, babes....
How much is it relevant when you are studying in GIM, I know the assignments will make it sure you don't do much of these things.....
But still I want to know how is location of GIM in Goa matters???
Thanks.
Kozhikode is known to be one of the most beautiful places on Earth. And then there is IIM-K. Co-relation with the place and the college? Anybodys guess. Gujarat is the place of traders, you'll find the least educated people running some of the most profitable businesses. And then there is IIM-A. Drawing a co-relation? Well once you succeed, drawing a co-relation between Goa and GIM would be easier. And PM me the answer too
gvi.shekar SaysKozhikode is known to be one of the most beautiful places on Earth. And then there is IIMK............................. And PM me the answer too :biggrin:
Hi,
I think i am not able to put my question better, Let me put it this way..
See when i think of colleges which fall in the same category as that of GIM, I beleive GIM is the best place to be coz it's in Goa.
Am I wrong or right in thinking so?
Thanks.
Hi,
I think i am not able to put my question better, Let me put it this way..
See when i think of colleges which fall in the same category as that of GIM, I beleive GIM is the best place to be coz it's in Goa.
Am I wrong or right in thinking so?
Thanks.
Caterpilar,
If you do come here, the first things you will learn is that there is more to Goa than what is projected by the Goa Tourism Board.
Still to answer your question :
Yes, fun is an integral part of Life@GIM, infact in the pecking order its place comes right after - Morning Classes, Assignments, Surprise Quizzes, Term Projects
Yes, you will have plenty of time for exploring the options Goa has to offer ( that is once you figure out how to manage your time here - trust me time is a rare resource in a B School)
No, do not choose GIM solely in the Good Times at Goa thoughts
Yes, do choose GIM for an amazing learning experience, forming lasting relations with people from all over the country, and most importantly discovering that you are capable of doing things you never thought were possible.
lol!! This is hilarious
hershgaba SaysGuys can you pls help me out with this one : Does your HR professor - Nina Jacob take attendance strictlyor is it easy to give a proxy in her clas???
or is it easy to give a proxy in her clas???Meant this post !
And yea the Alumni Association of which, yours truly is a part of well kick started a new event ' Alumni Dialogue' , where we plan to bring our Alumni back home, to share their wealth of experience with all of us. We had Mr. Benzi Matthew , from the batch of 2001 , who was our first speaker. Mr. Benzi , currently working as the Account Manager at Cognizant, spoke on job opportunities in the Health Care sector, including from an IT perspective. And we plan to make this a regular event, with more Alumnus to interact with us in the days to come.
Great initiative this one ... its every stakeholders responsibility to see that this is a regular affair..
I would like to make it clear at the onset....That I grew up in Mumbai.
Now you'd ask how the hell is it relevant?
Well it is...cos it is a city where Traffic jams is the order of every day.
There is no such thing as a "drive" on the roads of Mumbai...
U only crawl...crawl like a snail...a snail stuck in a logjam of a million other snails of all shapes and sizes...spewing smoke and making ear splitting noises....
So when I encountered the wide open empty roads of Goa on a cruising bike....I felt like a prisoner which has just been released.
Biking on the deserted tar tops of Goa has been one of the finest perks of having made it to GIM, apart from the promise of a fine career.
I do not own a bike, so I depend on the magnanimity of my friends to be able to enjoy this experience.
Just the other day at around 3 am in the night I was standing in the Balcony and noticed precisely 7 juniors leaving college on exactly 4 different Pulsars....and one of them was without a backseater!!
The lone rider was non other than Rahul Purbey, owner of a shining Blazing red Bajaj Pulsar 180 DTSi. So I shouted out to him and he stopped the bike for me.
Within seconds I had pulled on a pair of trousers, took my license and came down to join the gang to wherever they were going which any GIMite can tell you...will be nowhere but Fidalgo!!!
Rahul Purbey was most kind to hand me the keys to his Pulsar and I was more thrilled than a kid unwrapping a gift!!
I slipped in the keys into the ignition and pressed the auto start....
The mighty beast purred to life and settled into a menacing low pitched whirr...
I squeezed the clutch...Click...the first gear down was as smooth as a keystroke...released and the bike rolled off the block...
I ride past the church...the depression near the clinic....the old style portuguese villas by the banks of teh Mandovi
click...2nd gear....click...click....click...5th gear....
and by now the quaint little village of Ribandar is passing by me like a slow motion dream...and soon its gone...like a long forgotte memory.
Soon I find the bike on the Causeway. A word about causeway....the causeway is an almost 3 km long arrow staright stretch of smooth well lit and empty road which connects Old Goa to Panjim...
and as I bring the red beast to cruising speed....I have the wide open Mandovi on my side....its waters extending more than a kilometre to my right..the reflection of teh old church on the opposite bank shimmering in the distance..on my left lies a mangrove...and high above my head hangs a full moon contemplating all its glory...
As the bike glided on the tar, I slipped in and out of thoughts...I thought about my days preparing for GIM...and then finally making it through...ups and sowns of my MBA life...the failures and the triumphs...the heartbreaks and the exhilirations....everythings ran thorugh my head like a 70 mm screen...
On a bike like Pulsar 180, on a road like Causeway and on a night like that fullmoon night...it is very difficult for any bike lover not to open the throttle and see Kansas go bye bye.....but a strange concoction of fear, caution and urge to enjoy the causeway like a havana cigar kept me from accelerating....
I refused to speed up above 70 kms an hour...at these speeds, the Pulsar almost admonishes you for not pushing it to respectable level....But every kilometer faster means a few moment less to spend in this surreal settings...
But one of the guys in front of me is not encumbered by a desire to maximise his time on the causeway. He pushes his Pulsar 200 to the very limits at 115 and is soon nothing but a bright red speck on the horizon...
Soon I realised...that even riding at 70 had its own set of problems like eyes going so dry that tears were streaking out of it...wind chill factor meant that a normal Goan winter night became icy cold with the wind slicing through my face. I was soon shivering and wishing I had taken my sweatshirt along !!
Soon the causeway ended and I slowed down to 40....now the Pulsar was downright angry with me for riding it like a granny.
In protest...it became silent...yeah...the engine of the Pulsar is so damn powerful, that at low speeds there is hardly any sound from this engineering marvel...
Snaking through the streets of Panjim...where new buildings vie for space with avant garde Art Decos and Old Potuguese builts monoliths, our party reached the Hotel Fidalgo Coffee House...
As I parked the bike and walked into the welcoming warmth of the climate controlled coffee house, I handed over the keys to Rahul and I felt like I was saying goodbye to dear friend...
now I was absolutely sure what they meant when they said," four wheels transport your body...two...your soul..."
Cheers
Ride Safely
Severus Snape
I would like to make it clear at the onset....That I grew up in Mumbai.
Now you'd ask how the hell is it relevant?
Well it is...cos it is a city where Traffic jams is the order of every day.
There is no such thing as a "drive" on the roads of Mumbai...
U only crawl...crawl like a snail...a snail stuck in a logjam of a million other snails of all shapes and sizes...spewing smoke and making ear splitting noises....
So when I encountered the wide open empty roads of Goa on a cruising bike....I felt like a prisoner which has just been released.
Biking on the deserted tar tops of Goa has been one of the finest perks of having made it to GIM, apart from the promise of a fine career.
I do not own a bike, so I depend on the magnanimity of my friends to be able to enjoy this experience.
Just the other day at around 3 am in the night I was standing in the Balcony and noticed precisely 7 juniors leaving college on exactly 4 different Pulsars....and one of them was without a backseater!!
The lone rider was non other than Rahul Purbey, owner of a shining Blazing red Bajaj Pulsar 180 DTSi. So I shouted out to him and he stopped the bike for me.
Within seconds I had pulled on a pair of trousers, took my license and came down to join the gang to wherever they were going which any GIMite can tell you...will be nowhere but Fidalgo!!!
Rahul Purbey was most kind to hand me the keys to his Pulsar and I was more thrilled than a kid unwrapping a gift!!
I slipped in the keys into the ignition and pressed the auto start....
The mighty beast purred to life and settled into a menacing low pitched whirr...
I squeezed the clutch...Click...the first gear down was as smooth as a keystroke...released and the bike rolled off the block...
I ride past the church...the depression near the clinic....the old style portuguese villas by the banks of teh Mandovi
click...2nd gear....click...click....click...5th gear....
and by now the quaint little village of Ribandar is passing by me like a slow motion dream...and soon its gone...like a long forgotte memory.
Soon I find the bike on the Causeway. A word about causeway....the causeway is an almost 3 km long arrow staright stretch of smooth well lit and empty road which connects Old Goa to Panjim...
and as I bring the red beast to cruising speed....I have the wide open Mandovi on my side....its waters extending more than a kilometre to my right..the reflection of teh old church on the opposite bank shimmering in the distance..on my left lies a mangrove...and high above my head hangs a full moon contemplating all its glory...
As the bike glided on the tar, I slipped in and out of thoughts...I thought about my days preparing for GIM...and then finally making it through...ups and sowns of my MBA life...the failures and the triumphs...the heartbreaks and the exhilirations....everythings ran thorugh my head like a 70 mm screen...
On a bike like Pulsar 180, on a road like Causeway and on a night like that fullmoon night...it is very difficult for any bike lover not to open the throttle and see Kansas go bye bye.....but a strange concoction of fear, caution and urge to enjoy the causeway like a havana cigar kept me from accelerating....
I refused to speed up above 70 kms an hour...at these speeds, the Pulsar almost admonishes you for not pushing it to respectable level....But every kilometer faster means a few moment less to spend in this surreal settings...
But one of the guys in front of me is not encumbered by a desire to maximise his time on the causeway. He pushes his Pulsar 200 to the very limits at 115 and is soon nothing but a bright red speck on the horizon...
Soon I realised...that even riding at 70 had its own set of problems like eyes going so dry that tears were streaking out of it...wind chill factor meant that a normal Goan winter night became icy cold with the wind slicing through my face. I was soon shivering and wishing I had taken my sweatshirt along !!
Soon the causeway ended and I slowed down to 40....now the Pulsar was downright angry with me for riding it like a granny.
In protest...it became silent...yeah...the engine of the Pulsar is so damn powerful, that at low speeds there is hardly any sound from this engineering marvel...
Snaking through the streets of Panjim...where new buildings vie for space with avant garde Art Decos and Old Potuguese builts monoliths, our party reached the Hotel Fidalgo Coffee House...
As I parked the bike and walked into the welcoming warmth of the climate controlled coffee house, I handed over the keys to Rahul and I felt like I was saying goodbye to dear friend...
now I was absolutely sure what they meant when they said," four wheels transport your body...two...your soul..."
Cheers
Ride Safely
Severus Snape
Bus kya Sir, Hamari bhi 180 hai .... aur aapke disposal par hi rehti hai.... Bhool gaye wo din jab u went to dinner on this very bike..... Kabhi hamari bike ki bhi tarif kar do..whose biometric system now recognizes u ....
I would like to make it clear at the onset....That I grew up in Mumbai.
Now you'd ask how the hell is it relevant?
Well it is...cos it is a city where Traffic jams is the order of every day.
There is no such thing as a "drive" on the roads of Mumbai...
U only crawl...crawl like a snail...a snail stuck in a logjam of a million other snails of all shapes and sizes...spewing smoke and making ear splitting noises....
So when I encountered the wide open empty roads of Goa on a cruising bike....I felt like a prisoner which has just been released.
Biking on the deserted tar tops of Goa has been one of the finest perks of having made it to GIM, apart from the promise of a fine career.
I do not own a bike, so I depend on the magnanimity of my friends to be able to enjoy this experience.
Just the other day at around 3 am in the night I was standing in the Balcony and noticed precisely 7 juniors leaving college on exactly 4 different Pulsars....and one of them was without a backseater!!
The lone rider was non other than Rahul Purbey, owner of a shining Blazing red Bajaj Pulsar 180 DTSi. So I shouted out to him and he stopped the bike for me.
Within seconds I had pulled on a pair of trousers, took my license and came down to join the gang to wherever they were going which any GIMite can tell you...will be nowhere but Fidalgo!!!
Rahul Purbey was most kind to hand me the keys to his Pulsar and I was more thrilled than a kid unwrapping a gift!!
I slipped in the keys into the ignition and pressed the auto start....
The mighty beast purred to life and settled into a menacing low pitched whirr...
I squeezed the clutch...Click...the first gear down was as smooth as a keystroke...released and the bike rolled off the block...
I ride past the church...the depression near the clinic....the old style portuguese villas by the banks of teh Mandovi
click...2nd gear....click...click....click...5th gear....
and by now the quaint little village of Ribandar is passing by me like a slow motion dream...and soon its gone...like a long forgotte memory.
Soon I find the bike on the Causeway. A word about causeway....the causeway is an almost 3 km long arrow staright stretch of smooth well lit and empty road which connects Old Goa to Panjim...
and as I bring the red beast to cruising speed....I have the wide open Mandovi on my side....its waters extending more than a kilometre to my right..the reflection of teh old church on the opposite bank shimmering in the distance..on my left lies a mangrove...and high above my head hangs a full moon contemplating all its glory...
As the bike glided on the tar, I slipped in and out of thoughts...I thought about my days preparing for GIM...and then finally making it through...ups and sowns of my MBA life...the failures and the triumphs...the heartbreaks and the exhilirations....everythings ran thorugh my head like a 70 mm screen...
On a bike like Pulsar 180, on a road like Causeway and on a night like that fullmoon night...it is very difficult for any bike lover not to open the throttle and see Kansas go bye bye.....but a strange concoction of fear, caution and urge to enjoy the causeway like a havana cigar kept me from accelerating....
I refused to speed up above 70 kms an hour...at these speeds, the Pulsar almost admonishes you for not pushing it to respectable level....But every kilometer faster means a few moment less to spend in this surreal settings...
But one of the guys in front of me is not encumbered by a desire to maximise his time on the causeway. He pushes his Pulsar 200 to the very limits at 115 and is soon nothing but a bright red speck on the horizon...
Soon I realised...that even riding at 70 had its own set of problems like eyes going so dry that tears were streaking out of it...wind chill factor meant that a normal Goan winter night became icy cold with the wind slicing through my face. I was soon shivering and wishing I had taken my sweatshirt along !!
Soon the causeway ended and I slowed down to 40....now the Pulsar was downright angry with me for riding it like a granny.
In protest...it became silent...yeah...the engine of the Pulsar is so damn powerful, that at low speeds there is hardly any sound from this engineering marvel...
Snaking through the streets of Panjim...where new buildings vie for space with avant garde Art Decos and Old Potuguese builts monoliths, our party reached the Hotel Fidalgo Coffee House...
As I parked the bike and walked into the welcoming warmth of the climate controlled coffee house, I handed over the keys to Rahul and I felt like I was saying goodbye to dear friend...
now I was absolutely sure what they meant when they said," four wheels transport your body...two...your soul..."
Cheers
Ride Safely
Severus Snape
Aapka Ride safely wala part - I'll always remember that :)
Cheers !!
hello puys,how far is GIM campus from the beach,i heard that it is quite inland?
shanbhag.rohan Sayshello puys,how far is GIM campus from the beach,i heard that it is quite inland?
Dude this thread is not meant for asking querries and your querry would be answered once you secure your seat after clearing the interview stage. Kindly refrain from posting such questions on this thread.
Hi guys,
Just a request to all the placed guys to post their details on this thread:
http://www.pagalguy.com/discussions/final-placements-class-of-2010-25050139
The thread is lying pretty idle right now, but would help everyone in gauging the situation across B-schools 😃
I dunno if this post is legal....
I dunno if I am even allowed to make it...
par zyada se zyada kya hoga...Mod mujhe ek mahine ke liye block hi kar dega na...chalta hai...
Now its not that I have won an Oscar or something...but two years of MBA is something that you cannot complete without the help and support of your friends...
In this post...I would like to give long overdue thanks to my friends without whom it would not have been possible to live through the inferno..(and guess what...I have not passed MBA yet so fingers crossed)
T H A N K S
1. Mayank Gupta, (Roomie) FOR waking me up every day for class and putting up with my cluttered and messy self. Spurring me to study hard for Crucible and mastermind Quizzes through cute sarcasm and jhelofying my bakar for two long years
.
2. Devesh "Cosmic" Gupta keeping a straight face when the following conversation took place when both of use were pitching for GIM placements at a top notch media company.
Lady - "So tell us about GIM"....
Me - "Umm....Ma'm GIM.... is a B - School"....
3. Rajiv "Drift King" Trivedi FOR Always calling me "AAP" and addressing me as "Jha Saheb" making me feel like a big shot
!!!
4. Nitiksh "Bouncer" Srivastav FOR helping me survive TATA CAPITAL and risking his own life to protect me from becoming "Jha Squash" in the Mumbai Locals II Class Compartments:oops:.
5. Sivarama krishna Chekuri aka SRK FOR having faith to hand me his bike keys to go to Quizzes and Fidalgo!!
6. Anish "dot Indian" Choudhary FOR praising my ABSOLUT Vodka ads like he had been given a free bottle of it!!!
7. Ashwin "behr" Kak for putting his life on the line to sit behind me on those heady trips to Fidalgo and coming up with life saving ideas when all seemed lost in MECCA and life in general.
8. Breitner "Morpheus" De Sousa Eremita
FOR such an awesome house warming party where Mountain Dew flowed like water and not killing me in my sleep when I had destroyed his sleep so many times barging into his room and shouting at the top of my voice !!
9. Harshit "Dark Horse" Bhutani FOR singing the awesome MBA song "Tu fin ki kudee" and for playing the bal*****i song perfectly on guitar!!
10. Prasenjit "Pineapple" Choudhury FOR sharing my shitty sense of humour and making me realise I wasn't a freak...or atleast i wasnt the ONLY freak in OTGF 
IP Bakar will never be the same without a legend like you!!
11. Sujay "Rijkaard" Raikar FOR throwing such awesome parties, being responsible for the single best meal of mine in Goa and for such awesome Laddus to eat accompanied with Bakar about setting up an IT company and using the profits to open up a Garbage dump in Vile Parle!!.
12. Raghu "MACHAN" CV FOR giving me the keys to his highly advanced bike which has an automatic circuit breaker if you tried to speed beyond a limit and also breaking my superiority complex that I was the best global master in my batch with the following gem..
"Jha...u know what is IT penetration? IT penetration is nothing but penetration of IT where IT should have penetrated but has not yet been able to penetrate...":grin:
13. Pratyush "***CHA" Shrivastava FOR helping everyone learn what happened when he was in Cogni...hehe sorry 😛 For being my groupmate in HR subjects and also letting me make his video and letting me breath and continue living after it 😛 :P
14. Sanjay "Gordon Gekko" Sinha FOR literally making me ENTIRE portfolio optimisation project in 5 minutes flat in PGP 1...something which took most Fin Bonds 2-3 days to make, for doling out useful advice...be it excel or chicks and lastly for putting the Pulsar 180 under my charge for my last 3 days in GIM !!!!! VROOO-VROOOO-VROOOOOO-VROOOOOOOOM
15. Srikanth "Scarecrow" Balasubramanian FOR sharing the awesome memories of the Sesa Dude, Milian Dude, Sawant dude, Senor Banda, Jamson Dude....and above all...taking out time to jointly design the course material and grading system for a new course in GIM...Patient process Management for 9 credits!!:w00t:
AND LAST BUT NOT THE LEAST
Niranjan "MADHAV" Khandekar FOR coming and waking me up for the Comp and Ben lecture at 9 am...I did not come despite the best of his efforts:drinking:...and still repeating this unparallelled feat in the SHRM end term...which began at 9 30...and he came to wake me up at 9:45 when no one else did...NIRU Khandekar..u bloody saved my life!!!!
This is not an exhaustive list and I will add to it as and when I get time...More people will be added to this list as and when I get time
Thanks Jha Saheb! I must say U were too kind! I am glad i could contribute a little.....
I dunno if this post is legal....
I dunno if I am even allowed to make it...
par zyada se zyada kya hoga...Mod mujhe ek mahine ke liye block hi kar dega na...chalta hai...
Now its not that I have won an Oscar or something...but two years of MBA is something that you cannot complete without the help and support of your friends...
In this post...I would like to give long overdue thanks to my friends without whom it would not have been possible to live through the inferno..(and guess what...I have not passed MBA yet so fingers crossed)
T H A N K S
1. Mayank Gupta, (Roomie) FOR waking me up every day for class and putting up with my cluttered and messy self. Spurring me to study hard for Crucible and mastermind Quizzes through cute sarcasm and jhelofying my bakar for two long years
2. Devesh "Cosmic" Gupta keeping a straight face when the following conversation took place when both of use were pitching for GIM placements at a top notch media company.
Lady - "So tell us about GIM"....
Me - "Umm....Ma'm GIM.... is a B - School"....
3. Rajiv "Drift King" Trivedi FOR Always calling me "AAP" and addressing me as "Jha Saheb" making me feel like a big shot
4. Nitiksh "Bouncer" Srivastav FOR helping me survive TATA CAPITAL and risking his own life to protect me from becoming "Jha Squash" in the Mumbai Locals II Class Compartments:oops:.
5. Sivarama krishna Chekuri aka SRK FOR having faith to hand me his bike keys to go to Quizzes and Fidalgo!!
6. Anish "dot Indian" Choudhary FOR praising my ABSOLUT Vodka ads like he had been given a free bottle of it!!!
7. Ashwin "behr" Kak for putting his life on the line to sit behind me on those heady trips to Fidalgo and coming up with life saving ideas when all seemed lost in MECCA and life in general.
8. Breitner "Morpheus" De Sousa Eremita
9. Harshit "Dark Horse" Bhutani FOR singing the awesome MBA song "Tu fin ki kudee" and for playing the bal*****i song perfectly on guitar!!
10. Prasenjit "Pineapple" Choudhury FOR sharing my shitty sense of humour and making me realise I wasn't a freak...or atleast i wasnt the ONLY freak in OTGF
11. Sujay "Rijkaard" Raikar FOR throwing such awesome parties, being responsible for the single best meal of mine in Goa and for such awesome Laddus to eat accompanied with Bakar about setting up an IT company and using the profits to open up a Garbage dump in Vile Parle!!
12. Raghu "MACHAN" CV FOR giving me the keys to his highly advanced bike which has an automatic circuit breaker if you tried to speed beyond a limit and also breaking my superiority complex that I was the best global master in my batch with the following gem..
"Jha...u know what is IT penetration? IT penetration is nothing but penetration of IT where IT should have penetrated but has not yet been able to penetrate...":grin:
13. Pratyush "***CHA" Shrivastava FOR helping everyone learn what happened when he was in Cogni...hehe sorry 😛 For being my groupmate in HR subjects and also letting me make his video and letting me breath and continue living after it 😛 :P
14. Sanjay "Gordon Gekko" Sinha FOR literally making me ENTIRE portfolio optimisation project in 5 minutes flat in PGP 1...something which took most Fin Bonds 2-3 days to make, for doling out useful advice...be it excel or chicks and lastly for putting the Pulsar 180 under my charge for my last 3 days in GIM !!!!! VROOO-VROOOO-VROOOOOO-VROOOOOOOOM
15. Srikanth "Scarecrow" Balasubramanian FOR sharing the awesome memories of the Sesa Dude, Milian Dude, Sawant dude, Senor Banda, Jamson Dude....and above all...taking out time to jointly design the course material and grading system for a new course in GIM...Patient process Management for 9 credits!!:w00t:
AND LAST BUT NOT THE LEAST
Niranjan "MADHAV" Khandekar FOR coming and waking me up for the Comp and Ben lecture at 9 am...I did not come despite the best of his efforts:drinking:...and still repeating this unparallelled feat in the SHRM end term...which began at 9 30...and he came to wake me up at 9:45 when no one else did...NIRU Khandekar..u bloody saved my life!!!!
This is not an exhaustive list and I will add to it as and when I get time...More people will be added to this list as and when I get time
Nice post.... also on his behalf I would like to thank a particular Pulsar 180 which inspite of being Biometric has saved many lives in GIM and hearts also. The same pulsar was also used for "some" dinners by "some" people....
Also on "Someone's" Behalf I would like to thank the owner of the pulsar for Jhelofying the inconspicius amount of Gloobal Thrown at him/her..... the consoling conversations during finals...... the assumptions about some persons job et al....
But sarcasm apart...... This man "Severus Snape" has been a major reason for many of the PGP-1's joining GIM.
A quizzing master, ABSOLUT (ely) stunning AD maker, Founding father of F.O.S.L.A, the man who let go 55% of his banking evaluation to drains due to absolut alas, who made Bala go after him.... the man who was solely responsible for the launch of a particular IPO on 26th Jan in GIM.
HATS OFF TO U ABHISHEK JHA aka Severus Snape.... You will be missed and I wish your name to be written on "Wall of Fame" at GIM.
MECCA, OT8A, Fidalgo, F.O.S.L.A, IP, WIZBIZ will never be the same without you.
All the best to you for your future... and we hope to see you on LIFE@GIM...
I dunno if this post is legal....
I dunno if I am even allowed to make it...
par zyada se zyada kya hoga...Mod mujhe ek mahine ke liye block hi kar dega na...chalta hai...
Now its not that I have won an Oscar or something...but two years of MBA is something that you cannot complete without the help and support of your friends...
In this post...I would like to give long overdue thanks to my friends without whom it would not have been possible to live through the inferno..(and guess what...I have not passed MBA yet so fingers crossed)
_________________________________________________
MY FIRST CRUSH AT GIM...:w00t:
Now that I am away...aur koi kuch ukhaad bhi nahi sakta hai...time for confessions!!
less than 48 hours away from GIM and I have come to know who my greatest love in GIM was. Cos now I miss her like crazy...
I fell in love with her the VERY first day I saw her...:oops:
and I wooed her all the time and the best part was that she never said no to me...
she always glowed at the sight of me and was mine without a question...without a condition...
No matter how tensed I was...how freaked I was...or how screwed my life was....her company would set everything in my world straight...
The thrill of spending minutes together in her loving embrace was the only thing that often kept me going through the shitswamp of MBA...:
But while in Goa we kept our affair under wraps....I never knew I would miss her so much cos in Bombay there are better and prettier of her kind...but alas...prettier they might be...but they are cold and heartless.
I got a bike license...not for WIZBIZ work (the excuse I gave to my parents)..but just so I could meet her.
Back home...she is the first thing i think of when I wake up...and the last thought in my head when I doze off...
She is my first crush at GIM...
She......is the Causeway...
Now that I am away...aur koi kuch ukhaad bhi nahi sakta hai...time for confessions!!
less than 48 hours away from GIM and I have come to know who my greatest love in GIM was. Cos now I miss her like crazy...
I fell in love with her the VERY first day I saw her...:oops:
and I wooed her all the time and the best part was that she never said no to me...
she always glowed at the sight of me and was mine without a question...without a condition...
No matter how tensed I was...how freaked I was
...or how screwed my life was....her company would set everything in my world straight...The thrill of spending minutes together in her loving embrace was the only thing that often kept me going through the shitswamp of MBA...:
But while in Goa we kept our affair under wraps....I never knew I would miss her so much cos in Bombay there are better and prettier of her kind...but alas...prettier they might be...but they are cold and heartless.
I got a bike license...not for WIZBIZ work (the excuse I gave to my parents)..but just so I could meet her.
Back home...she is the first thing i think of when I wake up...and the last thought in my head when I doze off...
She is my first crush at GIM...
She......is the Causeway...
Its been an amazing journey for one, I am sure..!!:-)
Just wanted to wish Jha sahab the very best of Luck for your future!
May your Love with Pulsar and Dew..Increase manyfold.
All the Best Guys!
Cheerzz
Ankur
MY FIRST CRUSH AT GIM...:w00t:
Now that I am away...aur koi kuch ukhaad bhi nahi sakta hai...time for confessions!!
less than 48 hours away from GIM and I have come to know who my greatest love in GIM was. Cos now I miss her like crazy...
I fell in love with her the VERY first day I saw her...:oops:
and I wooed her all the time and the best part was that she never said no to me...
she always glowed at the sight of me and was mine without a question...without a condition...
No matter how tensed I was...how freaked I was
The thrill of spending minutes together in her loving embrace was the only thing that often kept me going through the shitswamp of MBA...:
But while in Goa we kept our affair under wraps....I never knew I would miss her so much cos in Bombay there are better and prettier of her kind...but alas...prettier they might be...but they are cold and heartless.
I got a bike license...not for WIZBIZ work (the excuse I gave to my parents)..but just so I could meet her.
Back home...she is the first thing i think of when I wake up...and the last thought in my head when I doze off...
She is my first crush at GIM...
She......is the Causeway...
Well do i say abt the CAUSEWAY !!
As Jha pointed out - MY FIRST CRUSH AT GIM !!! :)
Well it was almost a similar experience for me - MY FIRST 'CRASH' AT GIM !!!!!
Thanks Jha Saab for reminding me of that ..............n Have som masti at home for now !!