At the end of 9 months, irrespective of the destination I have to confess that what I have enjoyed most is the journey.
How 3 years ago with a close friend and I began to think of an MBA in down town mumbai - the banking district of India, how I slogged through the GMAT. ( I am seriously not a good test taker, 6 years ago I screwed my GRE in a similar manner), the relentless soul searching, school choosing, debating with friends and my reviewers on what a good essay is, whats bad about me,chasing my recommenders though we sit across the cube, freaking out on people close to me when I couldn't keep up the schedule, kicking myself when I wrote bad, cribbing about mind-blocks but ultimately completing applications and then panicking about interview calls, fretting infinitely an hour before submission and interview and then niggling about missing admit calls. I hope the years to come we'll see a book "The ultimate roller-coaster ride-An MBA applicant's confessions ".
Anyway, in all, it has been a wonderful experience. At different stages in life, I have drowned myself into a lot of things , Mainframes ( that's where the inblue comes from - translated to awed by the 'big blue'), into Nicholas Sparks books or into making that perfect cup of mint tea but MBA has been a different saga altogether. Probably, because, planning an MBA during these months ( which have been the most challenging for reasons beyond the scope of this blog), I have come closer to the meaning of 'I'.
Looking back at the year that was there was so much good, so much not so good and so much I really didn't want to happen, but then everything passed making me biased or lets say overwhelmingly objective at times and yet supremely dejected and pessimistic at other times.
Its been equally wonderful reading everyone's anxieties, fears, progress and ultimately celebrating their admits and coping with dings ( which continues).
Folks, Thank you all for watching the race and being there to cheer and support while you yoursleves were racing.
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