Wednesday, March 24, 2004

nothing much to do! FM endterm tommorrow(rather today, it is 3.00 AM already) and i already feel my head spinning.

so considering the high that i'm in , thought would write something about what gets you high, pot (or less colloquially marijuana)

In two separate incidents a four year old and a five year old were found to be in possession of marijuana in US. chk out these stories here and there.

wondering what the world is coming to? On the contrary here is an article which claims that pot is not harmful as it is claimed to be and mentions some benefits of marijuana.

hmmm.......... i am really ina tizzy now!

have fun and don't bother yourselves much! bye !

Sunday, March 21, 2004

The "honourable" home secretary of UK , Mr. David Blunkett is planning to fight in the Royal Courts of Justice in London for the right to charge victims of miscarriages of justice more than £3000 for every year they spent in jail while wrongly convicted. Off late i haven't heard anything more disgusting than this . It is like saying, i kicked you hard in your head thinking you are somebody else, so pay me because my feet is hurting. Check the full article here.




Staying with news from UK, Coke has decide to pull out all bottles of its bottled water dasani from UK because it contained illegal amounts of a chemical called bromate. deja-vu isn't it, same thing happened a few months back in india and like fools we did nothing about it and continue to down gallons of coke everyday. Is it just that we are reasserting that by nature we indians are all push-overs or is it the colonial legacy that is still lingering that the whiteskins are better than the coloured.

As my sms screams india 122-4 after 18 overs chasing 294 against pakistan, ( i don't how to put this alert thingy off, nice excuse for getting indulged in the match! he he!) i have to make a very vital decision ,either to study for tomm.'s endterm or watch the match. But whatever it is i am not going to type anymore, so signing off for the time being till i hit upon something to write on.

Friday, March 19, 2004

hmmm another ten days ! i'll be gone like a wind from this place , though have to be back again after two months and have to stay on for another 8-9 months here.

More musings about management education can be found at my prof's blog . he has got a neat write up on management literacy V management education.

i think i have bored enough , whoever reads this (wonder who reads this besides me ofcourse), with all my blabberings about MBA stuff. anyway thanks again for putting up with me.

In the midst of my exams, you guessed right haven't touched the books till now , so till the next time a fresh stream of thought hits me, signing off.

Tuesday, March 16, 2004

long time since i watched some good movies.

not that i'm going to whine that i don't have time and stuff. i have plenty, just plain laziness to watch it ;) .

anyways checking out some reviews and trailers at yahoo movies

passion of the christ seems to have some dope on it. But the trailer was not that impressive , atleast i did not find it impressive considering the media glare the movie got.

secret window seems like my kind of a movie, a silent kind of thriller with a twist in the end, which i hope it has.

these trailers have a promotional clip about a reality show on fox network in which the girls have to find out who are the gays from the straight guys, or rather that's what i understood of whatever theywere showing about the show aptly named "play it straight" .

wonder where these reality show guys get their ideas, guess they lock themselves up and get stone drunk to come up with things like these.

anyway, just hoping our "gay of bengal" doesn't apply for the show, lest he may get exposed ;).

Monday, March 15, 2004

yet another day passes without much ado.

quite frankly exactly an year ago if somebody had told me that you will have all your time in the world to do all sorts of things in the world in a Bschool i definitely would not have believed.

But i could see it happening right in front of my eyes, around 8 months into my MBA what have i achieved, forget about achievement what have i done in the past 8 months worthy of telling anybody, not much. but i don't blame anybody for that, after 8 months i believe it was all in my hands to have utilized my stay here really well.

when i was clearing up my inbox i found a old forward of the thoughts of a wharton grad in his final year about the million dollar Q "why MBA?". I don't know how much of it is really relevant in the indian context considering that most bschools in india take in a sizeable amount of freshers. but still the write-up is worth a read, chk out:

An MBA is most often justified as an investment in one's future. The proposition is simple and seductive. By surrendering two years of salary and another hundred grand or so to boot, your career trajectory will steepen sharply, eventually catapulting you to such an altitude on the organization chart that nearly all the
vertical lines are below you. Your stream of income, this thinking goes, will make your original investment look piddling in comparison. Pop your current salary and institution of choice into any one of the MBA calculators on the Net, and bingo, you can see for yourself the expected number of years until your investment repays itself. 7.6 years. That was my magic number, a reassuring mathematical certainty that steadied me as I signed my tuition deposit.

This characterization of an MBA is not wholly without truth, but the lackluster economy of late has revealed a disconnect between the justification of an MBA as an investment and the realities of the job market. For the first time in a decade, a significant percentage of students from the best business schools in the world
are walking off the graduation stand without a job offer in hand. The task of searching for a job post-graduation is made doubly difficult by the rank of equally qualified first-year MBAs waiting in the wings. Businesses beset by an uncertain economy can easily take a pass on a freshly degreed candidate, confident that a whole new crop of eager and increasingly desperate overachievers will be knocking on their doors over the coming year.

At one time, the summer internship was viewed as an opportunity for experimentation, a no-commitment taste of a potential career. My class has no such frivolous illusions. For those focused on starting a new career in finance or consulting, the summer internship is a must-win game. Those who get offers will most
certainly snap them up, leaving those who do not facing a dismal fall semester, as banks and consultancies are expected to be largely absent from the traditional second-year recruiting drive. A friend interning in the M&A group at a major bank put it in stark terms: The majority of his summer class would probably not
get offers, and for all intents and purposes, their careers as investment bankers would be finished.

Such a dreadful prognosis might be expected to instill panic in my class, but if my circle of friends is in any way typical, most students are handling the adversity with a remarkable sense of perspective. Such sanguinity may have something to do with the inaccuracy of the frequent portrayal of an MBA as a purely fiscal investment. While the career prospects attached to an MBA are undoubtedly a major attraction, students in my year are finding an altogether different reason to value it.

As one of my friends shockingly framed it, an MBA is, in his mind, nothing more than a consumer good--little different from a DVD player or a trip to Tahiti. This description will no doubt open me up to a flood of indignant protests. I have to confess that my initial reaction was equally haughty, but after talking through it, and witnessing the changes my own life has undergone over the past year, I think it's an idea worth sharing with anyone considering an MBA.

The argument is as follows: when you invest in an MBA, you are not only buying a skill set, but also a good of inestimable value, namely two largely unfettered years to recast your life in the colors and shapes of your choosing. That's two years without a boss, a paycheck, or a realization by the water cooler that your
next 30 years of weekdays may start with the grating buzz of an alarm clock and grind of morning traffic. That's two years with the right to wake at noon and take a nap at three. Two years to try yoga, mountain climbing, or any of the other countless activities for which you never seem to have time. Two years to
spend a long weekend skiing in Utah, spring break baking on the beach in Jamaica, or a dizzying 48 hours testing the principles of game theory in Vegas. Two years to sip coffee and have earnest discussions, largely abandoned since college, of what you really want to do with your life.

In short, an MBA is only the professionally acceptable way to take a two-year timeout from the rat race. Sure, you could pocket the tuition, rent a beach house, and blow 24 months drinking Coronas and slapping golf balls into the ocean, but when you decide to return to reality, have fun explaining away the gaping hole on your resume. An MBA is a perfectly defensible way to pull off the fast track. I can't think of many others.

I think it's fair to say that most people fondly remember their time as an undergraduate because it gave them the freedom to discover what kind of person they wanted to be. The magic of graduate school is that it gives you the freedom to enjoy the person you have become. Unlike undergrads, B-school students now
the burden of shouldering a career, and savor their two years of freedom all the more because of it. We all know we will be working as hard as we ever have when we leave this place. We willingly choose that path, knowing that this is likely going to be our last chance for a very long while to live spontaneously.

If things go as I would hope, I will have three months next summer between my graduation and the start of my post-graduate career. After that, it will probably be at least two decades, and maybe three or four, before I have another summer without any formal demands on my time. By then, I will be old, probably quite fat, and gray (or more likely, bald). In a sense then, my post-graduate summer will be my last, best chance to enjoy the passions of my youth, before settling down upon the long and hopefully wonderfully winding path towards geriatric, chrome-domed obesity.

If that last part sounded cheesy and dumb, it was, but that doesn't change the fact that the MBA is much more than the prudent opportunity to "invest in yourself" that it is so often labeled. You are buying yourself time to do all the things you've always wanted to do. That may sound much less tangible than a six-figure salary, but in an economy where the financial rewards of B-school are no longer guaranteed, it's worth remembering.

Wednesday, March 10, 2004

i was just wondering given a personal space on the web what somebody as worthless as me would do to enhance the "quality of human life" in this planet.

i think for my likes we would be doing a great bit of service to humanity by doing nothing.

But i still differ to beg to you, to put up with my inconsequential corner of web if you have accidentally been misguided to this place or u have landed up here due to your suicidal tendencies.

Monday, March 08, 2004

hello to the world out there! this is my first post .

first of all like to explain what this name means, it actually means no name in portuguese, inspired by the people in my class who named the organisation that we are supposed to simulate in our OB course, for the un-esoteric (does the word exist?) OB = Organisational Behaviour.

The abundance of unimaginativeness is quite evident in me i guess. anyway got to go now and catch up with some finance for tommorrow's quiz.

"cash is king " - sengu