MBA in times as these?

The current economical climate may appear not at all suitable for high value investments. More so when you are investing in yourself - to put hard earned money into an MBA may sound un-economical to some at this time, given the job market conditions.

But here I am at EDHEC, along with 69 other talented people, who all seem to have decided to make that investment!

To the nay-sayers I would say that the time could not have been better. The business world is changing faster than ever, and all this change has to be managed in a global setting. Managers have to have varied skills, and should be ready to tap into all resources and networks available to them. Isn’t this just the right time for an MBA that is global and diverse, intense and challenging, compact and detailed!

After spending 12 years across various positions in the IT Industry, it is now time for me to add new skills, to re-assess my management style and to broaden my network so that I am better equipped to fulfil my aspirations. I am sure the Global MBA at EDHEC will facilitate my development and will help me channelize my energy to meet my life and career goals.

I had been in Nice as a tourist earlier, but this time when I am here as a student - Nice is a nicer place! In just about two weeks, I have spoken to people from 27 different countries; have chatted with classmates who are journalists, psychiatrists, plant engineers et al; tapped into the experience of professional mountaineers; dabbled in accounting problems; and have spoken French! In the process, I have learnt tons about myself - valuable life lessons that will stay with me much longer after I graduate.

I am glad I decided to make this investment in myself, and I am happy I chose EDHEC!

The French

The language is orgasmic - en, un and an are words with meanings - not just sounds.
But indeed they sound coming from pleasure zones!

Is language the reason the French are considered to be romantic?

Bangalore beckons....

क्या होंगी वही भीगी रातें ?
वही हवा के झोंके, वही सरसराते पत्ते ?
वही coffee के कप, दोसे की खुशबू ?

शायद वोह सब तो होगा,
पर Bangalore फिर भी नया होगा

Looking at the future....

As I plan to return home to India, there is so much uncertainty. But, in a good way. On my last trip home, I wondered how I would fit in – the dust, the pollution, the hullaballoo, the noise – the entropy! But by the end of the trip, the DNA had taken over and I was doing my bit to add to the mess – driving rashly, being impolite and edgy!
I guess it will not be so difficult to go back to the roots!
Only that the time is not certain. Post October seems difficult.
Would it be Jan or Feb remains to be seen.
And what would I do when I am back? Same rigmarole in Bangalore, or the same rigmarole at a different place? Or a different juggle at an MBA?

All that is left...

...are returned cards written in awkward cursive.
...are entries in the diary with yellowing pages.
...are dried flowers, moldy chocolate wrappers.
...are unrealized hopes, childhood fantasies.
...and some broken hearts....

Lots of baggage, in a blue plastic bag.

ना जाने क्यूँ ....

ना जाने क्यूँ होता है यह ज़िन्दगी के साथ
अचानक ये दिल किसी के जाने के बाद
करे फिर उसकी याद
छोटी छोटी सी बात

Everybody loves Raj

…but few seem interested in figuring out what Raj loves.
Should I feel blessed and cherish what I get without needing to ask? Or should I shout out and feel sorry for what I cannot get, cannot share, and cannot make others understand?