Thursday, August 20, 2009

What's in the name?

Just imagine this conversation: Hi Neha, please Tell C division Neha to tell A div Neha to give the book to B div Neha. Oh god, what a mess!! That is precisely how it is here. We have not 1 , 2 or 3 but 5 Nehas in our batch. Thanks to a “Just Neha”, at least she got differentiated.

This is much later... Lets go back 2 months. I reached the Symbiosis Campus on the 31st of May 2009 and we were greeted by a college bag and a rose. Anxiety and curiosity were the 2 emotions running down my spine. How else would you describe the action of taking the room keys and rushing straight to the room? I saw my roommate ,Shifa(Confused it with Shikha for a long time), had already come with her bag and baggage and her poor mom was helping her sort out the humongous mess of clothes and other stuff that she had got along with her. After meeting and exchanging assurances and re-assurances that I had a good roommate, I proceeded with my family to have lunch. On my way, I met almost 10/15 students and their parents each of them enquiring name and background( Did I ever tell you that till date I do not remember who is an engineer and who is a commerce graduate?..:P). When I went back to the room, I met my second roommate, Deepa( Phew, an easy name..).
Enter into the day when we would get to know our classmates. Has anyone heard of learning groups in a Bschool. Yes, and surely there was one here too. One of my group members spelled his name as “Rahoul". He was initially referred to as “the Rahul with an O”..:P:P and I wonder if the other 2 Rahuls in our batch felt left out at not having something as absurd as this.:)
Following the IIM tradition, we had names written on our seats and we had to be seated that way. (Poor things on the 1st bench). Now before the orientation started, we tried to search for people with whom we used to chat online before joining, all those who were famous/infamous on orkut and also those we met in the Bombay meet. But alas, that was not all that simple, because all of us were divided into 3 sections and people known from orkut weren’t all that recognisable, thanks to the tiny, long distant profile pictures. So the wait continued till the OBL, thats Outbound Learning.
Come 4th May, The OBL day, and we were in high spirits because we were to trek, walk blind folded on rods and do all sorts of adventurous activities. The name game followed us there too. We were paired in groups of 10/11 and expected to do these tasks and guess what, the first game itself had name remembering antics. You had to call out a person’s name from the group and throw the ball to her/him .Clever that we are, we remembered one person’s name and kept throwing the ball to the same person..:P:P.. Anyway the coordinators outsmarted us after realising what we were doing and made a rule that you cannot repeat names.:(. So by the end we forcibly added 11 more names in our list. Still over a 100 names to go, wonder how that is going to happen.
There we got to know that we had Ruchis, Ruchas, Richas as well as Ruchikas. Now tell me how do I remember who is who!!!. Oh, I forgot to mention the most important names of our batch, Sheetal and Shaleen. Lets take a wild guess if it was a girls name or a boys name. If all of you reading this long never ending article guessed it as a girl you are all wrong, there are guys by that name in our batch and I am not kidding. So isn’t the name game a fun filled event.?.:P

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

The March Past

March 1st 2009, my alarm rings in the morning and I reach out to switch it off and sleep for some more time but grrrrrr.... a message from SCMHRD smiling merrily at me. I knew this had to be something to do with the results, maybe a message saying please check your scores on site? Oh no! Wake up , rush to the computer , pray that net connection is on, connect to a site which would have been overloaded and then get impatient , dance up and down, pray and then pray harder till the site opens and finally and luckily you manage to check your result???
No , that was exactly not how it was! SCMHRD always surprised me and this time was no exception. The SMS clearly stated that I had got through SCMHRD..Wopiee!. Called up my friends and relatives and boasted how the SMS concept of SCM left an impression in my mind.
After a few days I received a letter from SCMHRD. I read that letter and my jaws dropped. I had probably never ever read such a letter in my life and hopefully will never ever again. It was the director blatantly telling us that this college was not for weak hearted and you better know what you are in for! But after the few initial jittery moments, for some reason (Let me warn you I am a bit crazy), I loved that message and I must have read it at least thrice as if I was thinking of writing a similar message sometime later in my life..:P:P. I went to Pune, paid my fees and confirmed my admission into SCMHRD.
Then came another surprise (This is when I learnt SCM will keep throwing surprises to you) , the E-learning module, a credit course..At this time you should really be a part of the orkut community. People were crazy. How much have you studied, which all subjects are you starting with, Did you understand this and that.. the questions never seemed to end. Oh , has anyone heard of this equation: SENIORS = SAVIOURS, SAVIOURS = GOD, Hence SENIORS = GOD? If no, you will hear it during your pre- joining days.
Students were throwing so many random questions at them and the seniors managed to catch each one of them very well. The questions ranged from laundry to bank to room arrangement, name it and the question was asked to the seniors. There even was a Ladies Special here (Everywhere Girls get their special quota..:P), which obviously was read by most of the guys too. Some were even giving us suggestions on how to spend the last few days before joining campus.
We managed to set up a small meet at Mumbai in May sometime with our seniors. Thanks to someone deciding on a place that never existed , we managed to spend almost an hour (or was it 2), searching for each other. Anyone who we felt was seemingly lost or dazed in the mall had to be an SCMHRDian, so we went ahead and asked them and most of the times our guesswork worked..Finally after meeting, we went to barista. And who told ragging started only after joining the campus, our 1st ragging session started there itself. We all were made to sing a song at Barista. Oh god , a night mare.. I am sure crowd started dispersing after hearing our braying (Did I hear someone say singing?). We got to know each other a bit, enjoyed and left the place waiting to meet each other back in college.