It’s one and a half hours past midnight, and I was about to go to sleep and enter into this weird world of dreams that often confounds me beyond limits. But more on dreams later. After coming to a B-school and getting accustomed to its environment, I don’t quite remember going to sleep before three in the morning and tonight is no exception. What keeps me awake is a different question altogether, but what makes me survive this stressful atmosphere and its vicissitudes is something that I want to write about.
Jim Morrison once said, “A friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself.” True that! It’s more about the camaraderie that I’ve found at the Indian Institute of Management Indore that is comforting and which gives me a reason to look forward to the next day, than the academic delight that one looks forward to in a premier institute. Otherwise, it’s pretty much mundane. Lectures, workshops and more lectures and more workshops. No matter how much business institutions try to make the curriculum more pragmatic and business-oriented, it ends up making it more pedantic and academic. But, C’est La Vie! It’s a part and parcel of life – and La vita è bella! But there’s the other side of the coin, a greener pasture!
Amongst the academic rigour, attendance compulsions, drowsy classes and compulsory guest lectures, you start bonding with people who share the same problems like you, who hate waking up early in the morning and finally, who hate management at large. Plus, staying in a hostel adds to it. You get to meet different people from various walks of life, different age groups, diverse academic backgrounds and different regions. In India, the state where one hails from determines a lot of characteristics. Hofstede must be smiling. His cultural dimension theory is further substantiated by this!
As dawn is approaching and my senses are regaining its foothold after merriment from last night, I somehow feel that my random ramblings don’t make any sense, or do they? One of my friends say that it is in these times that one ideates the most. May be or may be not, but the question that remains is – to be or not to be?