Yem Bee Yay

Life at B-School is like smoking a cigarette for the first time. You are excited about taking your first drag, the first post graduate course of your life. There are apprehensions galore. Will you like it, the cigarette and the course? Will you able to prove yourself through this? What if you get addicted to it and never come out of this evil habit? What if MBA doesn’t let you sleep and kills you slowly? But as they say, every cloud has a silver lining. Negative questions become hopeful questions. What if the first drag makes you feel like you have attained nirvana? What if you get all the answers to your questions in your life through this course?

That is your train of thoughts before taking the first drag. Now that you have a lit up cigarette in hand, you end up taking the first drag anyway. How about the second and the subsequent drags which are on their way? Will you take them? Maybe you will. Like everything else in life, you are giving it a shot after all. With the second drag, you realize what kind of journey you have embarked upon. You cough and choke, but you recover just fine. You meet people who are already into smoking, who are already in a B-school. You learn how to take a drag smoothly. You learn the various subjects and opportunities the course has to offer. You are buzzed slightly, but you still continue to smoke. You are bored/frustrated/lost/contented/curious during the course, and you continue to be so or perhaps change for good or bad. In any case, you trudge through the course with lost hopes or regained hopes.

You are either sad or happy that the cigarette is getting over. You got exactly what you wanted out of it. Will you go for another smoke after the first one gets over?

Life at B-school is trying things out and making sense through the cloud of smoke.