A night of hard work...

Tomorrow morning 8 AM submission and we didn't have any clue...that what to write, as an alien industry was given to us to study.

We somehow decided to stay back in library and pen down some crap...
Sleeping Star and Shopping Bag set to prepare the fake excel file. Venki Anna and me set on Reuters to collect the data which later we realized that, was of no use...

We came back to hostel late with 0 accomplishment and again set around 12 at Anna's room.

Then the action started and again blah blah ...crap crap went on till 3 AM. Shopping bag oblivious to our discussion slept peacefully on chair...

At 3 we realized, man we couldn't able to write more than two slides...
Then Anna offered the caffeine to us and I guess that did wonder...

We closed our crap, so called intellectual discussion and started to write common basic analysis and said our brain to keep its mouth shut...

We somehow arrived at 20 slides by 6 AM and realized one great lesson that the mind was the culprit and should be kept off during group work...

Somehow by strong support of Venki Anna, Sleeping Star and Shopping Bag (Though she was peacefully sleeping :)) we were able to upload our assignment at 7:09 AM.

The irony of life

Am I shall be ever satisfied the question I ask to myself everyday?
I guess the question have no answer...
My definition of satisfaction is changing year after year...
When I was a child of age 10 I thought that if I would become capable enough to handle my father's business that would be my satisfaction...
Then I went to boarding school and strived to become a doctor or engineer......
Then when I entered NIT Warangal I some how found that I want a good job of high paying in nature....
I managed to get one but as usual got bored of it as well and then I wanted to do a MBA and build an empire...
I am in a prestigious B-School now but still not satisfied...I dont know when this question will be answered to me by myself.
And my prediction is that the satisfaction will be achieved when I would become 'truly' capable to handle my father's business...

A journey of 1/6th MBA

Came Dubai with 20 kg checkin and 8 kg cabin baggage...started the journey of MBA on 12th November...with a determination in mind to create history...
Welcomed by Management Principle and Organization Behaviour...These subjects somehow could not motivate me but I learnt the art of doing case study analysis...
QT provided me the interpretions of skewness and mean.I had a lot to prove in Entrepunership subject but somehow I get failed to prove that and tested my first failure.But learning in this subject was great and I learnt how one could fail.
When does Corporate Governance started I never came to know...

Then came Mr. Zandi the GOD of economics who made me fall in love with Economics.I am inspired and would pursue a MA in economics in near future...I now know why marxist care for increasing consumer surplus...The block pricing of selling things in package resolved my misconcepts regarding the objective behind packaging of things. The cross subsidy made me to feel nothing comes for free...

Accounts was made easy by Mr. Manek and made me sensible enough to make sense out of WalMart balance sheet...I would surely would shed a tear of joy after seeing a financial statement hereon.The Ashok Chakradhar's poetry made accounts further easier.

QT2 scared me a little in middle but my apprehensions went away as I applied my common sense in solving the problems...

In all a nice experience moreover a great learning...though road travelled till today is 1/6th and more learning in offing...