Life in passing

So finally another term of MBA came to an end. Three down out of three. People say term 3 is supposed to be most chilled out with very less work, but the kind of masochist person I am I took all the subjects that had a lot be done. I wanted to learn more and be knowledgeable, noble idea right? Like I start all new things telling myself oh I'll conquer it but by the end of it, its more about getting done with rather than learning from it. Marketing research the crux subject of this term, knew nothing about it before the subject and know nothing now when the subject has ended. Even after doing a project for MR and giving a subjective exam. I have no clue what I did in the project and I don't know what I wrote in the exam. But the highlight of the exam and the high point of the whole term was none of us sitting in the exam knew anything and we were all singing songs in the exam. "Its the time to disco...", "Sari umar hum mar mar ke jiye...give me some sunshine giv...

Its a pretense that people carry and you are never able see through it. You think you see reality but its no where close to it, you think you hear the truth but its just fabrications that you hear. The lies grafted in intricate ways to make it sound like truth that you cannot phantom. But at the end of the day you are being fooled and fooled royally. And by the time you realize you are already a certified chump. But the funny part is that you should not even feel duped coz you've got nothing to do in the whole deal, actually you are not even remotely related. But in a very complicated way no matter what shit the other people get into you are the one who is the known fool and come out of the situation as an ass. How many times does an average person repeat the same thing to realize that he was wrong at the first place? In a special case like mine even countless times are not enough. Its not the first time I have landed myself up in a funny and intricate situation like this. Iron...

Its a week where if I am not efficient I would be slaughtered. There are multiple tasks to be achieved and as soon as one get over the deadline for the other is looms right on my head. But why am in such a crisis situation? Ha ha had a lot fun ignoring all the work I had to do for the last 9 weeks in this term so there was no other way this week could have gone. So its sleepy but sleepless nights and anxious days. And its just the start of the week but I am already exhausted. But along with work there is added pressures of internship, following up on people for internships - its like knocking on a vacant house - absolutely frustrating and makes you feel like a beggar. So much to do but very little time and very low inclination to do it. But this term procrastination has reached a realm never seen. And the best or the worst part is it feels okay, the idea that at least I am fun has grown big on me now than ever before. So, Friday is eagerly awaited and then some more fun. "It...

The kind of life we live today forces you to fight your way through. There are limited resources; lesser resources and more people needing them, the outcome to that is that you want to horde and not share. Each of us are fighting each day a battle to secure our space from being invaded and may be if we get lucky we can eat up someone else’s space. We are so use to living like this that that’s a way of life now, you can sense the competition (I kill you attitude) even in a child’s friendly play. The competitive way of life has penetrated a child’s innocent mind too. Just imagine when this kid grows he or she is already under a million tons of stress. Nice world that we are building, screwing our own happiness and making sure all the others also lose their happiness. Misery loves company and we are making the whole world miserable. We could have been a prosperous generation but we are greedy, greedy for more power, more money, bigger houses and better cars. All there is in this world...