Kolkata Beckons

Those were the days of ignorance. The weeks I spent after getting an admit from Joka bring a smile to my face for a lot of reasons. First, I thought I was the best incoming student and that the institute is privilaged to have me joining them. Though I never used these words, my behavior for that one month reflected it in no uncertain terms.

There I was taking classes and distributing gyaan like a retired military general narrating tales of his heroics. I believed, I got this time to help others. Little did I realise what was in store for me. The days I spent worrying if I would be thrown out of this insti. The days I spent, fretting over my decision to enter a B-School, leaving a decent job offer. And the so many days when I didn't have the time to think of any thing else but survival.

I had my share of fun at Joka, may be more than a fair share. But, I was expecting it. What I didn't expect was the fear, fear of survival, of rejection and ridicule. Today, I think that is the best thing that I picked up in a B-School - survival instincts. Nothing else matters more.