Memoirs of a WimWian

Mid terms going on here. I can't believe that its been close to 5 months now at WimWI. Time has just flown by and 25% of my stay here is already over. When I reflect on the things that I have done so far, lots of fond memories have already been formed.

T-Nite will remain on every fachcha's mind long after he has left the hallowed portals of this campus. It is easily the best thing that happens in the first term. A period of bonding, intense competition and more importantly, its 4 nights of complete fun. The mugging is forgotten and the PGP office is generous enough not to schedule quizzes during this week. Those were the times when the entire section used to be present in the classroom even at 3 and 4 in the morning and sleep was forgotten. Needless to say, we caught up on sleep in the classes and this is the first time I actually slept in class. At IIM A, all our classrooms are horse-shoe shaped with 4 rows on the three sides, each at different levels. I sit in the well (or the bottom row), right under the instructor's nose. This works to my advantage because it is not in the line of sight for the professor and cold calling is minimal. Cold-calling is a phrase associated with business school students around the world where you're randomly called in class to answer any question that the professor throws at you. It is fun when someone else is cold-called but believe me, its not funny when the victim is you as I found out quite recently in an accounting class. I was staring into space when the professor asks me something from the case of which I had no idea. I looked blankly at him and he offered me a glass of water :P.

There are other memorable things that have happened here, especially in the dorm. The dorm culture in most dorms is quite strong and your loyalty is first to your dorm, then your section, then your batch, and finally your institute. After the institute comes the loyalty to your girlfriend. Dorms go out to dinner together, drink together, have parties, and also make tempo shouts. Tempo shouting is a tradition where one group out-shouts the other. Mind you, these are not random shouts, but the words have a meaning attached to them too:P

I'll complete this post later as there is a mid term in 5 hours and I need some sleep.

Good night :)