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The ISB Blog...: A parting gift..
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The collaborative blog of the Indian School of Business Class of 2008. Sunday, April 6, 2008. To The Class of 2009,. As I turn from student to alumnus, here is a parting gift; a thought borrowed from our Chairman Rajat Gupta's commencement (graduation) speech. He gave us 3 pieces of advice. I feel I should pass it on. A sign of leaders is that they are not satisfied with what is expected of them. They are hungry to do more. 2 Make others successfull. Wish you the very best in your stint at ISB. Thanks a ...
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The ISB Blog...: How the MBA helped ... an example
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The collaborative blog of the Indian School of Business Class of 2008. Saturday, December 27, 2008. How the MBA helped . an example. My Take on how MBA from ISB. Has helped me in my current job. What do you think in the current situation? April 7, 2009 at 1:48 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A Life beyond words. Chuk de Phatte - by Gaurav. My First Hand Experience with Blogging. Nirvana @ ISB by Ashish Naredi. Rajat(fauji)'s tryst with the grim reaper n beyond. Student life @ ISB by Kiran Alla.
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Pandora's Paradox: May 2010
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Monday, May 31, 2010. The Gods play scrabble. So how do the Gods chalk out millions of different life times, millions of different stories for each individual? Or is it just an old formula rehashed time and again with a few subplots thrown in for variety? 8220;So the fairy godmother has done her work again”, drawled a sarcastic no-nonsense-looking-God and he added wit and the Wise One added intelligence. This was met with protests since these stories tended to be much drabber than the others and the Gods...
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Pandora's Paradox: October 2009
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Saturday, October 03, 2009. When BW woke up in the morning , she knew it had been too real to be a dream. That the place existed and was not just a figment of her imagination. She had touched those flowers, their sweet fragrance wafting through her, intoxicating her sun kissed body. She had tasted the icy cold water of the brook which bubbled frothily over mossy boulders. And the fact that she had the dream, the very night she moved here, far from everyone, meant that it was a sign. New roles, new possib...
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Pandora's Paradox: September 2011
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Saturday, September 10, 2011. Of greed and fear. Well, the greed part was more of an attention grabbing gimmick :D. What I really want to write about today is fear. In all the "about me", know me better posts there is one integral aspect of my life which hasn't come forth. And that is my deep , irrational cynophobia (or more commonly known as the fear of dogs). My second encounter of the third degree kind was with "Silky", a name possibly on account of her coat? But enough of the philosophical speculation.
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Pandora's Paradox: August 2009
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Wednesday, August 19, 2009. I want to write but cant think of anything. But leaving aside me and my job woes (and the fact that the HR columns have warned me strictly against writing anything about my job in public forums ), I could try writing about what else I have managed to do between a 9 -12 pm work schedule (weekends included) for the past few weeks. And I still cant define what I do! No not what you are thinking). The only movie I managed to watch was Love Aaj. For which I was 45 mins. Except the ...
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The ISB Blog...: Life After ISB !!!
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The collaborative blog of the Indian School of Business Class of 2008. Friday, December 26, 2008. Does it really really pay to pursue an MBA (academically, professionally socially and monetarily). Now that it has been more than 8 Months since I flung my graduation hat in the air, I think it has been a trip worthwhile. First Things First : Did I advance professionally by 5 Years by investing 1 Year at ISB? Yes I surely did. Did my Pay Packet go up more than I had earnestly expected? A Life beyond words.
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The ISB Blog...: September Floods @ ISB
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The collaborative blog of the Indian School of Business Class of 2008. Saturday, September 8, 2007. September Floods @ ISB. All Hyderabadis would remember September 2000, the month in which there were floods in Hyderabad. Till that time people forgot that the Musi is a river and that a natural disaster called floods can happen in Hyderabad. Floods in Hyderabad was heard only in the story of the Qutub Shah and her lover Bhagmathi. I experienced those floods first hand. 3 Panel Discussion on Indian Retail.
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The ISB Blog...: What's in a name? .... and that too in a MBA?
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The collaborative blog of the Indian School of Business Class of 2008. Monday, December 6, 2010. What's in a name? And that too in a MBA? Well for once this post is not about how ISB as a brand adds value to your resume yada yada yada (it does). This post is not about how the name of the school or the institute from where you have done your education and / or MBA matters etc. That debate we can save for a later date. For entire post read: What's in a name? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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The ISB Blog...: Flowers of the Gulmohar
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The collaborative blog of the Indian School of Business Class of 2008. Friday, March 28, 2008. Flowers of the Gulmohar. Flowers of the gulmohar,. Are shed at long last. Blood red, still so beautiful,. Now etched into the past. For one year they danced and sang. And brought merriness all around. Now they lie yonder,. And adorn the holy ground. The wind shall lift them now,. And hurl them into the sky. Pleasing to the eye. Spring will soon blossom,. And new buds will burst. They will be beautiful too,.