Better hurry up dude or else..

Yeah, they want me to get married. Today my mom was asking me to make my biodata. They are convinced that I can't help myself. But fighter as I am, I am determined not to accept defeat in this sphere too. Though lately MBA has made my thought process more structured and practical. I draw 2x2 for every major decision now. So my 2x2 here shows an alarming mismatch between my pick up skills and those needed in practice. Sadly, there are no reliable vocational courses for this skill set. All this has begun to concern me lately. I often think though that if there were an entrance exam for this, I would be dating a Miss World by now. Garora agreed with me here once when I discussed this thought with him. Anyway, I told my mom to use for biodata the same resume as I used for McKinsey. Innocently enough my dad argued "But a biodata would also need to have the details of your family!" That cracked me up. I assured him that I would modify it a bit to include the details of my family. Would need to cut some current stuff from that though to still manage it within one page. But I hope I can defer it for now.

Then today the advertising whiz of our school asked me to accompany him to the Hypercity mall. His idea was to do some social experiment with chicks there, in fact all this was his euphemism for asking girls out at random to see what works. Diversity at its best. The way he talks, none of us thinks that he ever had any difficulty picking up chicks. Anyways, I am completely free these days, so I agreed to take a lesson or two. He asked me not to share this with anyone though. His rationale - such kind of conversations do not suit B school students. I got a new insight in social behavior and promised him that the word wouldn't go out. So, I can't share with you guys what followed in the hypercity mall. But we had a good day if that gives you some hint.

I still have 2 months to go in Hyderabad. Let's see if I can use some of the learnings...do let me know if any of you have some tips for me though.

Life...the McKinsey way..

"Congrats guys...welcome to McKinsey..."

..said the director of the revered firm. It was all music to our ears and the beginning of a new career for us. When I came to ISB, I didn't even imagine I would be shortlisted by McKinsey. ISB changed me in 8 months to the extent that I was ultimately able to beg the coveted consulting offer.

Somehow even though it was a big day for me, it didn't feel any different after this offer. The first job after IIT had felt big but this one didn't even though this was way bigger than that one. Perhaps because the first job means special in a different way - you become independent for the first time. I haven't started feeling any difference even after 3 days of getting the offer. Sitting in class, I still feel I have to prepare for placements even though I am out of the placement process now.

I am waiting to see when I start feeling like a consultant..

Wuthering Heights...

The day is inching closer. The campus is beginning to freak out. Groups of students ranging anywhere from 2 to 4 can be seen sitting at various places, library group rooms, CEE meeting rooms, atrium, cafe, even walking on roads, doing case preps. Some have only one option; one such good friend of mine says he can get either only the First prize or a certificate of participation, there is no second prize for him. Some have more than one; its a bit relaxed for them, but is it? All are correlated - you do not do well in any one means something fundamental is wrong with you and is likely to show up in all others too. So, having more than one options doesn't really mean any relaxation.

I am one such guy - I have 5 options for the moment and I am the most freaked out. In the end, its only one day. I'll probably not even get a chance to sit with all. I'll perhaps have to make my choices and decline to some upfront. And then don't know how those I indeed choose to sit with would find me.

Though most of us can handle this but still we are fully aware of the recent increase in temperature in the month of January and the recent increase in pressure on the top of Deccan plateau at a height of 1776 ft above sea level.

Booze will flow at the end of the day - for some in celebration and for some in pain. Who will lie where, only the day will tell.