6.25% gone...

6 n a quarter down...active life at 4:00 am does seems indifferent. Alright today I would put my schedule at ISB...
wake up (darn snoozed the alarm too many times ) its rush time to classes...classes for me are in the morning session...4 hrs of new fundes...new ideas...great profs...excellent interaction...and how to forget arbit cp...well ok lemme me honest...there is always enough time to grab a coffee/tea on your way in. The profs are great and that statement has to be a gross understatement. So while 4 hrs seems darn too much its fun once you learn the habbit of either listening with intent or sleeping with eyes open. Ha, how could I forget, there are class assignments, discussions, cold calls, pop quizes and lotsa surprises in class.
Sounds tough, duh not so. Its all relative grading and everyone is in the same boat.

After some great brain excercise, its time for some action down south...with a not so great meal at Goyal...Just cant imagine why I cant get good South Indian food in Hyd.. :(

Head back to quad and check mail...some assignments update else...lots of spam..which are such a great thing to see. Time to head to bed again for a short nap. Then comes more reads for previous class, next class and some assignment.

Well in between all this there is a lot of time for swimming...chatting wid frenz...spamming.

But the best part of ISB is when is lets its hair down. Partying is serious business here. If you thought, its an all hard work zone...you got it seriously wrong. The parties are great...and often. Well to be honest the pressure actually demands you have some...or rather enough of them to keep the ante up all thru the sem.

Well so much for today as I am still debating if I should add a photo to this blog.

luv
Prani

Zip Zam Zooooooooooom

Remember the thrill rides (I would rather use scary!!!) rides at the theme parks... there is a board which would say its not for the faint hearted, there is an announcement, the ride starts of slowly and gives u a feel aaah its ok...can do...chill maar yaar...and then its the zoooooooom time.
You are a mixed bag of emotions for the next few seconds or minutes. You are shit scared and yet you enjoy like hell.

Cut the metal, put a sandstone building, cut the noise and put a serene landscape and you are in ISB. The same thrill, the same fear and the same fun. After a week of regular classes, this is my state. I week flew by like a second. Ofcourse there were moments of all emotions. Well I understood one thing for sure that ISB brings a certain value proposition to table, how well we use it all depends on us. Words to describe life have changed from "kya yaar" "surviving" to "I am loving it" "bring it on". 4 dunks in 3 weeks seems to be a good score for me. And for those who know ISB dunks I am not an ACP!!! (lot more to come on this so lets leave at that)

Chalo time to sign off
Luv
Prani