Diwali Dhamaka : The ISB way

Diwali for me at ISB is all about inferring how the festival of lights and crackers compares with life on campus.
So going back to classes after a so called10 day break is something like the 14 year exile of Lord Rama which culminates into Diwali. But did he have fun during the exile? Well a little bit but there was a fair bit of work to be done as well with--- you know a lot of things to take care of----

The bidding game was like one big war fought in Lanka. Some casualities but it seemed very simple in the end –something like Ramanand Sagar’s version. You bid high I will also bid high and both will get screwed up much like the arrows meeting each other in the open sky---a classic work of pathetic animation. Something like--In the end we know what will happen but we sure have to make a big deal out of it.

And then the return to Ayodhya happens. Everyone thinks that life will be goodie goodie now. Term 5 Elective no tension—I chose to be the king with my own subjects--- But wait----there were problems. You listen to ppl—and don’t use your head-- that’s bound to happen. So whats the comparative of dhamaka? Classes before Diwali---classes after Diwali---assignments in truckloads immediately after---Placement pressure building up----gyan sessions---resume sessions---insane hours---Interview prep ha –welcome to the new life Mr.Ram. And then he realized that Assignment and classes are passé ---there are more important things to concentrate on now.

Oh yaa and since Diwali is also a festival of lights and not only noise—there is plenty of it at ISB. I can see that the companies have already started PPTs—seems like enuf hope of some serious light in everybody’s life and then a grade for a subject in which surprisingly and for a change I did well. Good stuff.

And in the end again much like Ramanand Sagar’s version you screw it up all by writing a blogpost which probably no one can understand and get curses for causing public torture.

Wishing everyone a Very Happy Diwali. Enjoy all the Dhamaka and may the lights guide you.

PS: My knowledge of the Ramayana is limited to the Ramanand Sagar’s version I watched on the TV, between commercials, as a kid. Therefore, any inconsistency with the real version may please be ignored. There are no blasphemous intentions here.