Yesterday morning, a friend of mine,
woke up at 9 after ignoring the two previous alarms. This was his usual routine
ever since Euro 2012 kicked-off. While struggling to open his eyes wide, he
heard someone keeping a coffee mug on the table. That’s it; he said to himself,
it’s the final wake-up call. (BTW, I started hating the term “WAKE-UP CALL”
after the international tour) So, rubbing his eyes, he headed towards the
washroom which was already occupied. Too
lazy to head towards the other washroom downstairs he returned to his room and
switched his laptop on. While the computer was loading, he took a few sips of
his coffee, saying to himself,”Sher bhi kabhie brush karta hai?”at the same
time not realizing that,” Sher kabhi coffee bhi nahi peeta.” By the time he
went through four notifications on facebook, the coffee had done its job. He
rushed to the washroom which luckily was unoccupied this time. As he was
getting late for his office (read Summer Internship) he came out running to
switch his lappy off. But as he was doing that, for the third time in 12 years
of his computer usage, the clock at the right bottom corner caught his
attention. Let’s leave the first two occasions for some other day and
concentrate on the third one. The date read 19.06.2012. It occurred to him,
that it’s exactly a year now. It was the same day, last year; he shifted to the
XIME hostel. He started recalling everything he had been through in this year,
so much that he lost track of time. By the time he realized, it was 10:30. And
even with his express pace (i.e. getting dry-clean ready, having cereals for
break-fast and driving at 140kmph) it would have taken another 45 minutes more.
As soon he reached the figure “1 hour 15 minutes late” while calculating, he
decided against going to the office and started penning down what he remembered
all this while. This is what his diary has to say.
Dear Diary,
Today, I
have completed one year in XIME and I must say what an year it has been.
However, in the beginning I was terribly disappointed by the college. My idea
of a B-School was a 20 acre campus, night canteen where people have a maggi or
two while working on their assignments, interactive classes, management fests
and liberty of all sorts, which BTW, was
not wrong by any means. A typical B-school in the country, be it from the ivy
league like IIM-A,B,C,L,I , XLRI ,FMS , MDI or from tier two like SIBM , MICA ,
IMT or even from tier 4 like Amity, Bimtech, IILM, etc. has these salient features. For the
first few days in XIME, I was in a state of shock. A 4 acre campus, girl’s in
time 9 p.m, class seating arrangement roll no. wise, no management fests, no
participation in other college’s management fests gave nightmares to me. After
watching Prison Break, I used to wonder how I will feel being inside a prison
and Presto!!! GOD sent me to one. It took me some time to realize that you don’t
need a state of the art infrastructure
or a set of very lenient rules to have fun, all you need is a good bunch of
friends. This is one area where XIME is extremely rich. Where else would you
get to live with people from 21 states of the country, play football and
basketball with the Americans , going to gym with the Frenchs, having breakfast
with Italians and praying with the Russians ( very few will get this one :P)in
a tier 2 /3 college. There is so much to learn from each one of them. I learnt
that all South Indians don’t use coconut oil for cooking, just Mallus do that
and that Punjabis don’t eat chhola bhatura everyday. It’s not just diversity
but the talent of the batch which amazed me. For the first month I was in a
state of awe, almost everyone was better than me in everything. Performing arts,
studies, sports, philanthropy, you name it and these guys can do it, not just
do it , do it like a pro. It is them who make your trips to Skandagiri and
Wonder La a memorable one, who make you ride 60kms in the night for a cup of
coffee. Sometimes I imagine how dull my international trip would have been
without them. It is these friendships which make it so very entertaining to sit
at the same spot everyday throughout the year. While most of my batchmates are
my friends there are still 10 whom I just can’t stand. But then what’s a
college life without rivalry. Playing XPL , Xoccer Liga without rivalry would
have been a tad bit boring. In this one
year I have had experiences which I will remember for the lifetime. The good
part is we still have around 10 months left in this program. And with newly developed,
not so subtle changes in college administration and management, we can start
afresh. We can negotiate again on the timing of placement week, Fresher’s
party, Farewell party, Management fest participation policy, Conducting Management
fests, Celebration of festivals of each culture and religion(like the dandiya
night which was a tradition in XIME a few years back), Night- canteen and a
unisex one at that, Girl’s in-time etc. Just imagine, if we managed to have all
this fun with restrictions how much more fun we will have without them. Chances
are we will hear a “NO” instead of a “NO-NO-NO-NO-NO”, but it’s still worth a
try. We will leave no stone unturned to make this year an ever better one.
Diary, I
just can’t tell you how much I am missing my college and how eagerly I am
waiting for the 9th of july. BTW, I am so sorry I won’t come to you
for a week as unknowingly I have filled the space till 24-06-2012 , today
itself. I hope you will understand, I get a bit nostalgic when it comes to college.
See you on Monday, till then take care.
So guys,
these were the pages from his diary which he wrote yesterday. FYI, this guy is
not me, har baar mai hi hounga kya? And gee I don’t write a diary.
A very Happy
Anniversary to all my batch mates and thanks for being there. Friends or foes,
my life would not have been as rocking without you.
Cheers
Cheers
God Bless J
