Baby, Oops – I mean B-School Bloomers

So exactly what are we doing here? Here I am in class thoroughly bored, and ignoring the lecturer droning on and on about something or the other. God knows what he is talking about – well God, and a couple of people here who seem to be sitting at the edge of their seats, ready to answer a question. Then again there are those, who just love some attention. For some odd reason – only known to them, they feel the uncontrollable urge to constantly speak up in class. Mind you, it makes no difference to them that what they ask or say is of any relevance. Nevertheless it just has to be said, and all of us poor souls here have to grit our teeth in frustration while our dear friends take the opportunity to enjoy their 2-3 seconds of fame.

Shall I say “Welcome to B-School?” If you think life gets any better, think again. So, you spend the whole day pretending to pay attention in class, well and warding off sleep with frequent trips to the restroom. Honestly, one would think the whole batch had a serious case of bladder control issues. Not to worry – we are all insured!!! A quick trip to the quack ought to cure that.

Phew! The day’s almost over. Can’t wait to go home and take a short (2 hour) nap. Perhaps after that you’d be all ready to do the pre-reading for tomorrow. (Gotta ace that quiz!!) Almost there, but Lo! There comes that inevitable email from AVR, telling you that the marks for the exam you took some 2 months ago are finally out. Wow, about time huh? Reluctantly, you start thinking about checking your grade. But guess what, even before you can click ‘go” there is another mail in your inbox. Aha! Needn’t have bothered after all. The grades are in your inbox, all beautifully sorted and ready for your viewing. As luck would have it, I always have to look for my rank by going bottom up. Wonder why the grades are always in a descending order. Perhaps next time someone will take the initiative to post them in ascending order. Maybe then, I might find my grade in the top 10. Ah, talk about a false sense of security. After all, life is all about relative grading.

Then again B-school is not all about classes, grades and assignments. It’s also about enjoying yourself and making friends. It’s about living with 13 other people in a villa and battling 8 legged creatures. It’s about eating together, and chatting and gossiping late into the night. It’s about fighting for the bathroom. It’s about waking up late and rushing for the bus! It’s about life – learning, loving and growing up!