So, the big day has arrived and shedding the excessive laziness that I've gained over the past one year(thanks to the higher education), I finally do start blogging after planning about this for almost the past entire year. It was difficult to decide on what to write, and considering my very average writing skills, inexperience at blogging and especially the high standards that are set by all the friends and people around me. But then in the end it was an easy choice as I decided to dedicate this one to the very reason that made my blogging intentions come to life.
It is these two months of my summer internship which I'm pursuing at Bangalore, and more than that thanks to the recession that has provided me with a sheer volume of free time that I've to face here – I was finally forced to blog. So mainly I decided on writing on some of experiences at Bangalore during the first three weeks of my stay here (and in between will try to sneak in chances to crib about life – that has been a habit off-late) as well as my feelings during the same time.
Well life has been very much a routine here do far – waking up late around 10 AM, daily having Idli Wada for breakfast, walking just opposite to IIMB gate and reaching office – Wockhardt Hospital, Bannerghata Road and then back at 5 PM. This is the usual day with me working as an “Operations Consultant” for my company and doing a project on deciding KPI’s & developing Benchmarking Indices – sounds good, but like all consulting assignment’s it’s a just a combination of some arm-chair thinking, random gassing and some good reporting. On the better side, the hospital has got some real state-of-art infrastructure, anyone or at least any doctor would definitely fall for it.
However the most awesome part here has never been the daytime, it has always been the nights that we spending here @ the IIMB campus. It has been really amazing to have so many sports facilities around and also ample time to try a hand at each of these. The evening’s have been something which anyone would like to look forward to, with plenty of friends around and then the usual – Basketball, Volleyball, few occasional games of Football, TT, Cricket, etc. and also Gymming and Jogging at times. And as if these were not enough, there is also the ever entertaining IPL which makes it a challenge to decide how much time to allocate and to what activity.
Thankfully there are a handful of IIMK guys around at every moment, and we have kept some of the joyous traditions of campus life alive here too – like the weekend parties and even the birthday bumps. I guess I’ve been too cruel these days in slapping slippers to the hind-aspects of all the near-and-dear ones, and it seems the consequences will be brutal when my time comes, but till then I’m enjoying it J and hope to continue to same. Talking of traditions brings me to an entirely different story. For this we need go around 350 kms south from Bangalore to Kozhikode.
It’s very strange but very true – you realize the value of things that you love the most only when you stay away from them. IIMK and specially A-hostel has been my home now for almost a year, and I never realized how time just flew by. It seems it was just yesterday when I landed for the first time in Kozhikode with mixed feelings of apprehension and enthusiasm. Paradoxically, on the other end it seems ages since I vacated my room and left K, walked down the Harvard steps and saw the tall tower for one last-time before leaving for the summer internship.
Writing about Life@K brings me into a strange nostalgic mood here, and there is a lot to say and lot to describe and I don’t know where to start. The long meaningless discussions (bakar), the sleepless nights (watching movies and sitcoms), the sleepy mornings (classes), eating together, cribbing about life and at the same time celebrating life, cherishing all those small wonderful moments with friends, the parties that go long into the night, jogging around the lake during the evenings, going to the beach and having beer there, the dinner at NC, cooking food at A hostel, the amphitheatre, the IP messenger – and the list can just go on and on …. The topic cannot be summed up here; rather it deserves a separate chapter or more than that.
Bangalore has been a nice experience so far, and I’ve appreciated it more and more as I go on exploring it. But more than that, staying here has been a realization of my love for IIMK, to an extent that I miss IIMK more than I miss my home right now. I can say that this 2 months break will only make our stay at IIMK for the coming one year much more memorable. Till then cheers Bangalore …………….
