<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12157293</id><updated>2011-07-07T16:44:08.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DIE HARD</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kulpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10732150421760317206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12157293.post-5467044956219967643</id><published>2009-05-02T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T13:18:02.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder how, I wonder why!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Random Sentences -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are working for certain cola makers, your worklife is suppose to be really hectic during extreme summer months, but anyway who is talking about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thank ego of lalit modi and his uncompromising attitude towards making money, to go ahead with IPL and scheduling it during this time of the year, when i am staying in unknown city, where i don't know anyone and having no better pass times in evenings, although i really detest strategic breaks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder what would be happening to me without those two individuals, without them my stay in this unknown city would have been impossible, also special thanks to graham bell for inventing this certain device.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to believe that my life has gone through major changes during last year which would have made me more mature, brighter, smarter and better equipped to face life challenges. However on deeper analysis nothing drastic happened and i certainly couldn't turn out to be brighter or smarter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still feel and believe that 2005 and 08 has to be the best years of my life although 2010 or 11 or 12 has real potential to displace them (no chance for 2009...after such a sedate start)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe that friends i made between the years 2001 and 2005 were best of the lot, ok those 4 post grads friends also fall in the same league&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sometimes wonder whether is it possible to remain absolutely single for anyone, and by absolutely single i mean not to have anyone to admire or not having those hidden/unexpressed/expressed feelings for anyone, or not to have anykind of liking for anyone. Even singles have atleast someone with whome they spent more time talking to, sharing of their small dos and ados, betting on IPL matches and so on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder whats this connection thing between two people is all about, aren't these things are another way of complicating already complicated situations?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am clueless who should be given higher priority in life, the one who prefers you? or the one whom you prefer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any answer guys?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ps - I am rooting for KXIP again this year in IPL, also rooting for a change in country's governance but not for the third front :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12157293-5467044956219967643?l=koolsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5467044956219967643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12157293&amp;postID=5467044956219967643&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/5467044956219967643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/5467044956219967643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wonder-how-i-wonder-why.html' title='I wonder how, I wonder why!'/><author><name>kulpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10732150421760317206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12157293.post-3624246485182683182</id><published>2008-12-25T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T00:35:27.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformation</title><content type='html'>Random Story - &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a hard struggle going on in his mind, for the first time in so many years, he is doing conscious effort of being responsible and thats actually making him try too many things&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to do justice with his work, trying to be good with even those who don't matter, trying to be ultra helpful and totally selfless, a sharp transformation from irresponsible, playful happy-go-lucky and indifferent guy of earlier days. Only problem is this new transformed image of his actually wants results, This guy wants credit for his work, he wants people to be empathetic towards him. He wants them to understand that watsoever there is no hidden intentions involved and when none of this actually happens he feels disillusioned. He feels frustrated in being good. Some years back, noone disliked him, noone judged him, noone tried to look for objective in his behavior, he was harmless, he is still, but with added connotations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems some kind of balance is required between being good &amp;amp; responsible and being irresponsible and indifferent, how about being responsible &amp;amp; indifferent??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will he be able to achieve this balance?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12157293-3624246485182683182?l=koolsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3624246485182683182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12157293&amp;postID=3624246485182683182&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/3624246485182683182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/3624246485182683182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/2008/12/transformation.html' title='Transformation'/><author><name>kulpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10732150421760317206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12157293.post-926029017485401321</id><published>2008-12-13T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T14:48:13.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sales Pitch</title><content type='html'>When i was at b-school, people were crazy for i-banks and consults, ofcourse that was before global meltdown. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At IIMI there were 30 odd people out of 180 who opted for marketing over finance in our batch. Where they landed up during placements is totally different story, but even among those 30, most of the people dreamt about getting into branding and marketing kind of roles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sales profiles were seen as only a route to land up into marketing as most of corporates still feels that sales exposure help in buildup to branding kind of activities. People use to hate those organizations who use to offer sales profile without any assurance of getting into brand management unless they offered 12.5+3 kinda package, uss package pe toh even finance guy opted for sales (anyway lets not digress). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Six months into FMCG system made me realize that sales actually can be lucrative, Initially it gives you a temporary respect (from all the sales officers, distributors et al) which is such a feel good factor for a fresh MBA (ego massage), frequent movement from one location to another is actually great for someone who is unmarried, unsettled, irresponsible and wild freak (for information sake i'll be soon moving to Jaipur, so any jaipuria landing in this blog, Hi!!, Totla you listening??)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During your trainee stint most of the time its a temporary set up, where less is expected but much can be delivered. Most of the time this scenario results in much higher job satisfaction during initial months, and finally all the luxeries associated are incomparable to any other profile. An added advantage is that, it is easy to make people understand your work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In b-schools perceptions about job profile get build around very weak understandings and most of the time around packages, this year with economy hitting hard people have to make more informed choices, going with herds may not be a right strategy this time (it never was), Waiting for desired job profile without getting bogged down by other offers around should be the way to handle tough situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12157293-926029017485401321?l=koolsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/926029017485401321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12157293&amp;postID=926029017485401321&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/926029017485401321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/926029017485401321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/2008/12/sales-pitch.html' title='Sales Pitch'/><author><name>kulpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10732150421760317206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12157293.post-8723959311260687868</id><published>2008-12-11T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:14:59.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revisiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Random Story 1 - He was watching 1st hour of test match between two international side, also getting ready for office, suddenly players decided to take drinks break, sports channel decided to take commercial break, he decided to browse through channels. In one of those channel most entertaining movie ever made in bollywood was coming, in which a useless underdog kind of person wins cycle race in the end.He reached for work 2 hours late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random Story 2 - They say everyone is protagonist in their own life story, perhaps he is the biggest exception to the rule. Unlucky chap is totally a supporting character, you try to make any random story around him, he will always be playing a supporting cast, in which noone will dislike him, no one will be wary of him, everyone will adore him and then everyone will forget him. Everytime he tried to take up a lead role someone edited his role to fit other lead characters. Perhaps his story was written after everyone else's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random Story 3 - The only motto of his life was to maaro a chill, his entire circle consisted of fikar not bindaas type people. Everyone moved on in their life becoming more and more responsible including him. He stopped, looked around, wondered where is everyone, checked himself again, satisfied, moved on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12157293-8723959311260687868?l=koolsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8723959311260687868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12157293&amp;postID=8723959311260687868&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/8723959311260687868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/8723959311260687868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/2008/12/revisiting.html' title='Revisiting'/><author><name>kulpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10732150421760317206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12157293.post-19083632398704912</id><published>2007-07-03T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T22:10:23.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on current happenings (additional feature - Random Story)</title><content type='html'>What is the best thing about 2nd year of IIM??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very fact that its 2nd (last) year of MBA, life these days becomes so chilled out that you wake up the whole night so that you can have early morning drive for poha and tea at 6:00 AM (Mind you not for assignments or work, but just for poha and chai). Ofcourse, the occassional huge assignments and presentations always remains there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way people have started discussing about the job profile and sectors that sucks for the job, these days, makes me feel that placements are right at the corner. Perhaps this is because of the summer experiences of people. Infact everyone is having unanimous opinion on which is the coolest sector to work?? No prizes for guessing the sector ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campus Updates - New PGP-1 has arrived and we have been promoted to PGP-2. Trying to rope the fachhas in IIMI traditions. I found the new batch to be a lot sincere. They are doing the assigned jobs pretty well. I won't comment, whether the average beauty of the world outside IIMI has increased or decreased. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Story - A guy was sleeping on his room, their wasn't any lecture for him that day. He planned his day in a way, so that he could sleep through whole of the afternoon, oblivious of the plans of his batchmates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone knocked at his door. He gets up, irritated and disgusted he opens the door. An unknown person was standing outside. The person was new admit to the institute, he handed him a piece of paper that looked like analysis of some industry. He told the guy that he is suppose to hand his analysis to him. the guy took the paper and went back to his sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone knocked him again. Another fachha was there with same type of analysis. the whole thing continued few more times. The guy left his room and went to his friend's room for the sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Random Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12157293-19083632398704912?l=koolsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/19083632398704912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12157293&amp;postID=19083632398704912&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/19083632398704912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/19083632398704912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/2007/07/update-on-current-happenings-additional.html' title='Update on current happenings (additional feature - Random Story)'/><author><name>kulpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10732150421760317206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12157293.post-5692155416624959404</id><published>2007-05-08T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T12:21:02.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Stories</title><content type='html'>A guy was walking down the street, he had to cross the road, the jam on his side and the free-flowing traffic on the other wasn't allowing him to do that. He looked at the watch its 9:15 AM, already he was late by 45 minutes to office. None of the autowaala was ready to take him to the circle from where he will get the bus to the office, due to heavy traffic.He called his guide teling him that he is stuck and will get late further. His guide said he is not in the town and so there won't be any meeting for the day. The happy guy went back to his room to complete his sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Story 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy was sitting in his cubical, someone buzzed him ( a girl), she asked him whether he would like to join them for the trip to nearest hill station, he agreed hesistently. He went on to see hills and different kind of views of sky from the terrains, He enjoyed the scenery, the long drive. In the end the place, the scenery, the drive didn't  mattered. The new friendship did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of story 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy was wondering what to do with his project, so many things to analyze, so many businesses to look at, so not focus his mind was on the project, so not clear the definition of his project, so not present his guide was. Another of his new friend buzzed him "I don't know what to do with my project, my guide is not here, project definition is also not clear, i am getting bored, let's leave". They left the office 3 hours early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of story 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be contd....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12157293-5692155416624959404?l=koolsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5692155416624959404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12157293&amp;postID=5692155416624959404&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/5692155416624959404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/5692155416624959404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/2007/05/random-stories.html' title='Random Stories'/><author><name>kulpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10732150421760317206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12157293.post-6732366414049979278</id><published>2007-03-08T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T13:09:41.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>of this and that of SWAC-EC meetings</title><content type='html'>The flow of this post will be like this, I will start with the introduction of SWAC-EC then I will move into giving great insights about what exactly transpires behind the scenes and then will give some recommendations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aah the effect of too many presentations in class is quite visible on me. The great thing about this post is that year after year only 12 people of PGP2 batches knows what goes on in EC meeting. Now this blog is making it public. Oh I might have to hand over my resignation to SWAC-C for this heinous crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways coming back to the topic, SWAC-EC consists of 11 people who are secretaries of various committees and a SWAC-C. Now these 11 Secys (jazzy word for secretary!) think that as they are heading the different committees they actually have some powers in the matter of institute and matters concerning the students, but if we look at the dictionary definition of secretary then secretary means “A person employed to handle correspondence, keep files, and do clerical work for another person or an organization”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I admit that I have picked the worst definition out of 6 available, but still this is definition yaar. Anyways noone from SWAC-EC including me is ready to buy this definition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when these People Representatives of IIM Indore starts their meeting they discuss all the important stuffs like why are bathrooms more stinking these days and how to make sure that attendance in lectures (guest one da…) remain healthy, which incidentally they also don’t attend. Some of the times, they also look at more pertaining issues like students (participants??) coming late to the hostels. I really appreciate the passionate views of my colleagues and their wish of changing the world and system in a day. Being quite close to administration and faculty I know that institute administration is very cooperative towards our requests, be it our request for giving some scope for missing (very few!!) lectures or extending the deadline of getting back to the hostels or asking for not to give harsh punishments to our friends for minor misdeeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things particularly become interesting when one secy (jazzy word for secretary again) starts feeling that all other committees except his should be particularly efficient, so SportsCom feels that mess food is not particularly good hence performance in sports is on decline, MessCom feels that we are having too much of academic workload and people are not getting enough time to have their meals, MediaCom feels that they don’t know anything about placements to get them published in leading newspapers, AcadCom feels that AlumniCom is not giving them enough contacts of alumni so that they can convince them to start teaching as faculty leaving their 25 LPA job of MNC and the life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now thoughts coming to my mind are less than the clothes wear by Mallika Sherawat, and also some Marketing Plan submission is their, aah another inefficiency of acadcom!!! . Guess its time to end the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of Abbreviations used in the post are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWAC - Students Welfare and Activity Council&lt;br /&gt;EC - Executive Committee&lt;br /&gt;SWAC-C - Kulpam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12157293-6732366414049979278?l=koolsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6732366414049979278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12157293&amp;postID=6732366414049979278&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/6732366414049979278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/6732366414049979278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/2007/03/of-this-and-that-of-swac-ec-meetings.html' title='of this and that of SWAC-EC meetings'/><author><name>kulpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10732150421760317206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12157293.post-116492722107682900</id><published>2006-11-30T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T01:15:29.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freeriders!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok before we go into details let me define what free rider means in B-school terminology, technically speaking, ok sorry, managerially speaking free rider is an economic term where people consume their share of resources without sharing its burden of cost. let me give an example to make it more clear, actually now a days i am getting most of my Class Participation points by giving examples so better stick to what is working, so the example goes like this, Its duty of government to provide defence to every citizen, but free rider may refuse to pay for this, and he will have same defense from the state as well as for those who pay for it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now lets come to real definition, free rider is a person who refuse to contribute in group assignments and have his share of grades as received by his groups, in other words free rider is a perfect managerial material. Their is clear difference of opinion in my batch regarding me being a free rider or not. My batchmates thinks i am a freerider, i think i am not, so you can see its 50-50 for both sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i go to group meetings it happens like this&lt;br /&gt;Group 5 section A People - Kullu yeh blah blah assignment hai, tu itna late kyun aaya&lt;br /&gt;Me - Theek hai chalo assignment kar lo!&lt;br /&gt;Group 5 section A People - Tu assignment karega&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me- (to the people comeing after me) - yeh blah blah assignment hai, tu itna late kyun aaya/aayi&lt;br /&gt;Group 5 section A People - Tu assignment karega&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me - har baar toh main karta hoon!!! pichle 4 assignment maine kiye hain, we are not doing any favour to anyone, why does we always have to show others that we are doing their work, can't we give collective efforts, off late our grades are getting a hit&lt;br /&gt;Group 5 section A People - Tu assignment karega&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me - Ok, I and ...... will do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night before assignment submission&lt;br /&gt;me in gtalk&lt;br /&gt;Me - Hooda thr??&lt;br /&gt;Hooda - yup&lt;br /&gt;Me - yaar yeh assignment mujhse nahin hoga!!&lt;br /&gt;Hooda - kyun&lt;br /&gt;Me - Yaar bahut thak gaya hoon, neend aa rahi hai, aaj tu kar de, plz!!&lt;br /&gt;Hooda - Get it from seniors&lt;br /&gt;Me -(seniors se mil raha hota toh thakaa thode hota!!!!) seniors ke paas nahin hai&lt;br /&gt;Hooda - Net pe search kar&lt;br /&gt;Me- (net pe mila hota toh neend thode aa rahi hoti!!!) net pe nahin mil raha!!&lt;br /&gt;Hooda - Emma ko bol de!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me - Emma thr??&lt;br /&gt;Emma - yup&lt;br /&gt;Me - yeh assignment nahin hoga mujhse!!&lt;br /&gt;Emma - aaj Manchester United ka match hai, main nahin karoonga&lt;br /&gt;Me - abey woh toh kal bhi tha&lt;br /&gt;Emma - Manchester united is playing matches everyday!&lt;br /&gt;Me - wth...saale kaisa free rider hai tu!!&lt;br /&gt;Emma - KK ko bol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me -KK thr??&lt;br /&gt;KK - don't ask me to do the assignment!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day in the class - submission time&lt;br /&gt;Hooda, Emma and KK cordinates among themeselves to complete the assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what management is all about, using your human resource to get them do what they never wanted to do, to make them realize that organization's goal could never be achieved without their help, and when it comes for next assignment you can always claim that it was you, who had completed the previous assignment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - All characters in this post are fictitious (including me!!!), any resemblence to any person living or dead is purely coincidental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS - This is no way related to the real functioning of group 5 section A PGP1 of IIM Indore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPPS - I hope profs never ever come near to this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12157293-116492722107682900?l=koolsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116492722107682900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12157293&amp;postID=116492722107682900&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/116492722107682900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/116492722107682900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/2006/11/freeriders.html' title='Freeriders!!!'/><author><name>kulpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10732150421760317206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12157293.post-116414918576476639</id><published>2006-11-21T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T06:49:42.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 th november!!!</title><content type='html'>Flash Back year 1985-1990&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was kid, i really use to look forward to this day. People use to gift me some tiffin boxes ful of eclairs and ludo wrapped in colorful paper making it look like something interesting. Although i hated those neighbours of mine who use to eat chole poori at our house without bringing any colorful wrappers, i dreaded those who use to bring ludo and chess, and in my brother's birthday when we got 5 different types of chess boards i decided to take matters into my hands, so on 20th november 1988 i assigned all the potential chole poori eaters, one gift item to be submitted before laying hands on any of the plates or spoons of our house,this resulted in big time thrashing of mine by my mom later on and still after doing so much when those buggers gave me three set of business game (where you use to buy kanpur,bombay, railways and defence only to mortage them to your brother later on to get yourself out of the jail!!!) i understood the frivolity of assigning these people the gifts to be delivered and level of their IQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present day 22-11-2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways since the last 6 years (don't know weather this should be called coincidence or not!) its happening that which ever person has impacted me most during the year is always into loggerhead with me during this day, somehow the conditions always become so, that during this time their is atleast one person of opposite sex exist in the world who is not in the talking terms with me and my whole celebration depends on wishes from that person, and the good thing is that i always get wished by them through unconventional means.(Unconventional here means that getting wished by person not residing in your city through SMS instead of a Phone call at 12 in midnight and through mail instead of shake of hand by the person residing in same city)&lt;br /&gt;Another thing to be noted here is that, every year these are different people, does that give you some sort of idea?? ok leave that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flash Back - 20-11-2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing other then being in logger head with a particlar person which irritates me on my birthday is my achievements in my past whatever years of life, 20-11-2005 was also not different except cat 2005 was also scheduled for that day. i left my home praying to god to give me that thing which i require so much to prove it to myself that i am not that worthless (5th level of maslow??) what happens after that? is anybody's guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present day 22-11-2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the reason to not publicise my birthday &lt;a href="http://orkut.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, is to see whether the person who is into brawl with me, remembers my birthday or not? ( call it anything you like!!!) but since they do remember me, guess i can do away with this practice!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12157293-116414918576476639?l=koolsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116414918576476639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12157293&amp;postID=116414918576476639&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/116414918576476639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/116414918576476639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/2006/11/20-th-november.html' title='20 th november!!!'/><author><name>kulpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10732150421760317206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12157293.post-116341083898469866</id><published>2006-11-13T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:50:42.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I move on!!! again??</title><content type='html'>Their are some problems with having a blog, first if you don't update it people feel you have stopped blogging, the second problem is more acute, everything, every person, every event is a blog material and at the end of the day you simply wonder what to write about??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some interesting things did happen in last months, got my &lt;a href="http://wipro.com"&gt;summers&lt;/a&gt; , we had &lt;a href="http://iimi-iris.com"&gt;IRIS&lt;/a&gt;, (the details about them would be posted in future blogs), an important person came back for a day and left again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now looking back over the last month i realize that when you feel that an important part of life is missing from it you tend to become restless and that mounts to your frustration and that happens simply because you dont have the clue what could be its substitute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The case in point would be that from class 1-5 the most interesting thing i use to do was to play in &lt;a href="http://milano-fever.blogspot.com/"&gt;A.K.B's&lt;/a&gt; home, then grew up a little and we moved to another house where my favorite pass time was to spend most of my time with my neighbourhood girl!!! (come on yaar i was only 11 that time) then we moved to another house and then most interesting thing for me became having long conversations with girls of my class!!! moved into &lt;a href="http://daiict.ac.in"&gt;college&lt;/a&gt; and found plethora of new people around me, they first became friends and then family and then college life ended, got the job and found new ways of having fun, catting and movies became favorite pass time, one year onto my job and first time i manage to get what i desire so much(leaving the job!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is that at all these points if someone would have taken these things away from me i would have clearly felt something amiss and would have easily given my arms and legs to retain them but looking back at them i realize that their is nothing great about any of them and i kept on leaving one for the other and thats human nature is all about, no matter what you achieve, no matter what you have, the search for happiness continues, you leave things of the past, enjoy the present and look for the future and future is so uncertain that we don't let go the present not realizing that future may be brighter. some incidents of last month were simillar to these but now after realizing how frivolous everything was, its giving me more energy and I am bubbling again with the enthusiasm i am known for!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abruptly ending this post!!! (most of the things in life have abrupt ending than having slow death)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12157293-116341083898469866?l=koolsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116341083898469866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12157293&amp;postID=116341083898469866&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/116341083898469866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/116341083898469866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/2006/11/here-i-move-on-again.html' title='Here I move on!!! again??'/><author><name>kulpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10732150421760317206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12157293.post-116068309078494010</id><published>2006-10-12T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T10:17:24.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life not that rosy!!!</title><content type='html'>Post deleted!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12157293-116068309078494010?l=koolsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116068309078494010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12157293&amp;postID=116068309078494010&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/116068309078494010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/116068309078494010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/2006/10/life-not-that-rosy.html' title='Life not that rosy!!!'/><author><name>kulpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10732150421760317206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12157293.post-116033700602932716</id><published>2006-10-08T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T12:55:02.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Void!!!</title><content type='html'>Its happening again, history repeating itself, going through same kind of emotions, insecurities of past propping up again, as i sit with lights closed in my room, 1st time at 12:43 am,(am i running away from light?), my eyes are wet, actually it is the effect of sitting in front of monitor with lights closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing something or someone dearly, don't know whom?? actually so many people came and gone that i forgot to keep track whom i miss more and whom less and now as one more person is planning to do so i am feeling little bit of those emotions, par theek hai no probs, let people themselves decide what they wish to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is when people move away from your life they leave some kind of void in your life and you are more worried about this void then that person, you tend to think that this void would never going to be filled and thats when issue arises. I for the one, know that people are more important than void, know somehow this emptiness would soon going to be filled, may be by assignments, by presentations or by another person, thats why manage to keep the pain inside, just to strongly emphasise the statement i was sitting in large group of friends for last one hour and noone realized that something is wrong with me. Anyway who cares about others in this fast moving world, when your own existence is at stake how can you care for existence of others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see that this post is in sharp contrast with other, actually am not in the state of mind where i can think of something witty, and i don't want to. guess should end this post right here, i know i will delete this post as soon as life gets into normal track!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12157293-116033700602932716?l=koolsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116033700602932716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12157293&amp;postID=116033700602932716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/116033700602932716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/116033700602932716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/2006/10/void.html' title='Void!!!'/><author><name>kulpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10732150421760317206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12157293.post-115930214692697736</id><published>2006-09-26T12:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T13:29:02.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Straight from the classroom!!!</title><content type='html'>Writing this post while sitting in classroom,3rd session of first day of second term is going on and this post contains truth and only truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof is tryng to explain in his broken english and bong accent how to calcuate values of some variables a,b,c,d and e, and i don't have any clue what this alphabets are actually representing in this problem which requires solution in such a way so as to solve something related to media advertising problem of a B-School(probably i got this prob right!!!), Studious guy sitting behind me is complaining how pathetically this prof is taking class, i can't support or counter his comment as you can see i am actually not in the class, 60% of class is having good night sleep at 12:57 PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl sitting in front of me is turning behind again and again to watch the time in classroom wall clock, probably she is hungry and certainly she is bored! &lt;a href="//ayushpaul.blogspot.com"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; person is comparing length of two identical reynold pens and now he is convinced that they are of same length, now he is putting those pens in his ears, i really don't know what he is trying to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now prof is taking break by scolding some people for constantly making noise in his class, and everyone suddenly woke up, i hope things will get back into normal in a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann sees me and wonders what i am writing (nothing buddy, trying to survive through the lecture) prof says whatever he is teaching is both art as well as science, i think he is talking about creative arts and rocket science, backbenchers as always are grinning probably they find proffessors much more humorous then us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people are complaining these problems can be solved in 5 minutes, i do believe them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i just got a reminder that i have to stop prof from overshooting the time. so i should stop now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 hours of train journey!&lt;br /&gt;5.5 hours of road journey!&lt;br /&gt;3 hrs of sleep!&lt;br /&gt;70 minutes of lecture of this prof!&lt;br /&gt;Life can't get worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12157293-115930214692697736?l=koolsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/115930214692697736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12157293&amp;postID=115930214692697736&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/115930214692697736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/115930214692697736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/2006/09/straight-from-classroom_26.html' title='Straight from the classroom!!!'/><author><name>kulpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10732150421760317206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12157293.post-115886726129278514</id><published>2006-09-21T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T12:37:30.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random stuffs!!</title><content type='html'>Lots of stuffs happening around the world, and we don't get to know about them if we don't watch these news channels which incidentally we don't watch at the campus, but in my home thats the best option i have to kill time the next best option is to watch star plus serials(yeah kyunki saas bhi and all those).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time back i heard that these terrorist organizations are planning to attack IIMs also, Now if by chance they decide to attack IIM Indore it would be real disaster for them, first they have to spend some 150 bucks in autorickshaw or they have to travel by mini transport buses and then they have to walk some 4 kilometers, to reach the campus, which itself has so tightened security, yes they might have to even tell their names if they decides to attack after 11:00 pm. the other thing is, if they want to return back they have to ask for my bike, the probability of it being available is near to zero hence you see there is no going back!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now coming back to suffs happening around the world, India is taking on Australia in some DLF cup match which has taken the form of semi final( i mean they said that its not real semi final but who ever wins will play final so thats semi final), but thats not the real stuff, i mean these cricket matches are never ending bunch of series, yeh toh hote rehte hain, jo nahin hota woh hai Lalu's management lessons at IIM Ahemdabad. I also got to know that railway chair worth 15 lakh that was presented to IIMA was supposedly to be given to IIMI, see we again losed out to our big brother, anyways politics mein yeh sab chalta rehta hai, trust me people this is in no way the result of inefficiences of ACADCOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure whether railway Minister was called for these grants or the motif was really to know about the railway's turnaround from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Criminal number 9,10 and 12 are being held responsible for the blasts in mumbai.no no not the current one, the one that happened way back in 1993,chalo better late then never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing about studying at IIM is that your parents don't ask you to study, and the outside world think of you as a future millionaire, and you really like to wear BLACK IS DEAD I KILLED IT everywhere you go, so what if the original white shirt is actually turned into yellow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope i get my black one on returning to campus!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12157293-115886726129278514?l=koolsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/115886726129278514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12157293&amp;postID=115886726129278514&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/115886726129278514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/115886726129278514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/2006/09/random-stuffs.html' title='Random stuffs!!'/><author><name>kulpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10732150421760317206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12157293.post-115860232985666875</id><published>2006-09-18T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T11:27:05.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Management Lessons</title><content type='html'>Scene 1 : Outside Bhopal Railway Station.&lt;br /&gt;Characters autorickshawwaala (Auto), Manager 1(M1), Manager2 (M2] and Manager (M3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M1: manohar ka kitna?&lt;br /&gt;auto : 30&lt;br /&gt;M1 : 15&lt;br /&gt;auto :25 de dena&lt;br /&gt;M1 : 15&lt;br /&gt;auto : 20 de dena&lt;br /&gt;M1 : 15&lt;br /&gt;auto : nahin jaana hai&lt;br /&gt;M2: yaar 20 main chalte hain&lt;br /&gt;M1: yaar i thought if we can incerease our &lt;strong&gt;search cost&lt;/strong&gt; we can get a better deal!&lt;br /&gt;M2 : you know he suddenly saw customers coming from other side as a result we were no more in &lt;strong&gt;monopsonistic competition&lt;/strong&gt; hence he refused you.&lt;br /&gt;M3: But in this way he also increased his &lt;strong&gt;implicit cost&lt;/strong&gt; that might result in bad deal for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;voila we really getting some management lessons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 2 : Manohar Restaurent Bhopal&lt;br /&gt;Characters : waiter, M1,M2,M3&lt;br /&gt;M2: Menu laana&lt;br /&gt;waiter seems uninterested&lt;br /&gt;M3: arey hum jaldi main hain, menu laana&lt;br /&gt;M2: I think he is having &lt;strong&gt;attitude problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;M1: I think he is a &lt;strong&gt;demotivated employee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;M3: Problem lies with his manager he might not know how to &lt;strong&gt;manage people at work places&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M1: Its more to do with the &lt;strong&gt;structure&lt;/strong&gt; of restaurent&lt;br /&gt;M2: no its more to do with kind of monotonus work he is doing thats the reason for him getting demotivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the thing about the management, you tend to give reasons for each and everything and then try to find the solutions of problem which does not exist. this reminds me of Behavioral Perspective to look at organization where solutions are in constant search of problem (humm!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider if this scene happened 3 month earlier instead of 3 managers there would have been 3 engineers instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E1: manohar ka kitna?&lt;br /&gt;auto : 30&lt;br /&gt;E1 : 15&lt;br /&gt;auto :25 de dena&lt;br /&gt;E1 : 15&lt;br /&gt;auto : 20 de dena&lt;br /&gt;E1 : 15&lt;br /&gt;auto : nahin jaana hai&lt;br /&gt;E2: yaar 20 main chalte hain&lt;br /&gt;E1: arey saala c**** kaat raha hai ek do aur auto waale se pooche lenge toh sahi rate pata chal jaayega&lt;br /&gt;E2: abey saala uss taraf se log aa rahe hain isliye saale ne rate kam nahin kiya&lt;br /&gt;E3: MC ko aab ho sakta hai 15 rs ka nuksaan ho jaaye!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see life of engineers is so much simpler and practical, less analysis and nearly same results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life at home is in real contrast with that on campus i am missing everything here, dal with cockroach inside, stray dogs of campus,sleep dprivation and something more, but still its gud to be at home for few days, so i am enjoying every bit of it with good food, abundant sleep and something less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12157293-115860232985666875?l=koolsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/115860232985666875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12157293&amp;postID=115860232985666875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/115860232985666875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/115860232985666875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/2006/09/management-lessons.html' title='Management Lessons'/><author><name>kulpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10732150421760317206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12157293.post-115787335302716684</id><published>2006-09-09T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T00:41:26.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>of this and that of not so studious types!!!</title><content type='html'>I am facing a big problem these days, i can't study on week days because after classes have to make some rounds of admin block so that we don't get a hit from our batch mates and then have to catch some sleep to compensate for the lose due to fifa matches of previous nites, as a result when i wake up its generally time for having a dinner, and after dinner you have to play fifa to lighten your heart which really becomes heavy due to food they provide and girls we see in the mess(anyways don't take it to heart girls, you are always beautiful, no matter what we say) and by the time i start winning some of the matches, its usually time to have a look at the nite canteen hoping against the hope, that this time i will catch the glimpse of good food and pretty girls,(ohoh yaar why are you taking it personally) but alas! have to come back again to my room with sorry face and worrying eye. As it generally happens that the guy who just lose a match can't give up, he challenges back for rematch and can you deny a challenge?(you coward!!!) so its fifa time again(i think i should uninstall this game!) by the time i realize that end term is two days away its time to hit the cot, else how will i attend the classes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On weekends its simply stupid to waste your time with the books, come on yaar we get a break of single day and it really becomes necessary to know the details about SRK's infidelity and gandhigiri of Munna Bhai(some how he is no more a bhai,lets start calling him uncle!) i wonder what will happen if they feature him on MB part 3(if thats also on the cards!) ,anyways lets not drift away from the topic. so by the time you again realize that end term is only two days away, it becomes time for preparing for next day classes and what better way to do that then to have nice and peaceful sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way thats what time management is all about you have to manage time for all these activties, under so much pressure of study, assignment,quizes,end term and not to forget CP, i think i am doing a good job,come to think about it, i got lowest marks in the batch in only one quiz which will get compensated by not accounting for your worst quiz! so i am sure that i will going to become world class manager from world class institute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are still reading this and by any chance you belong to PGP1 batch of IIM Indore, shall i have to remind you again that end term is only two days away! for others don't you get the gist IIM life is all about study and no fun. its killer of your life happiness (except for the mess food and beautiful girls!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12157293-115787335302716684?l=koolsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/115787335302716684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12157293&amp;postID=115787335302716684&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/115787335302716684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/115787335302716684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/2006/09/of-this-and-that-of-not-so-studious.html' title='of this and that of not so studious types!!!'/><author><name>kulpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10732150421760317206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12157293.post-115776217529885568</id><published>2006-09-08T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T05:20:06.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lier?</title><content type='html'>I don't know why ? but i am really having a problem of showing my unnecessary centimental side (which is actually not there) to others without having any concrete reason to do so for example today i told one of my newly found close friend that life sucks because i feel my life is getting purposeless, but the fact is that i never felt that way, in retrospect i feel life gives you purpose for each and every moment and you have to live to that purpose.&lt;br /&gt;parties at this place rocks(its still rocking at 5:46 am) actually whole of this place rocks,each and everyone here (probably except me) is a potential rocker, somehow they are too entangled in weightage of assignments,quizes and end term,&lt;br /&gt;In search of having grades starting with first two alphabets some people participate lot in class!!!&lt;br /&gt;i mean they give lot of CP(class participation) in our terminology and this really becomes interesting for others,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people making CP for known or unknown reasons, simply becomes inaudible at other times their hand touches the ceilings of classroom.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they went onto define what exactly post modernism is (which by-chance is never been defined by anyone, i told you! this place is full of smart people) at other times they just feel that tie of others is not properly nit.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they want to know about details of preferencial share capital when prof was about to start with share capital at other times, after the class gets over they realize that subject dosen't carry any weightage for CP.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they say that manager in coma is not a good manager, at other times they feel that they are not having their fair share (fire shaayer) of participation in class (CP again)&lt;br /&gt;and when they don't care about anything thay want SQL to be solved by JAVA ( or was it JOUVA)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12157293-115776217529885568?l=koolsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/115776217529885568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12157293&amp;postID=115776217529885568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/115776217529885568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/115776217529885568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/2006/09/lier.html' title='Lier?'/><author><name>kulpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10732150421760317206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12157293.post-115757443188527905</id><published>2006-09-06T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T13:27:11.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Huh??</title><content type='html'>Yeah this is my condition nowadays confused, confounded and every other synonym associated with it.&lt;br /&gt;The last (and only) post was made on 5th may 2005 and current date shown by my system is some 7th september 2006. what does it means? it means i am 5 days away from giving end term exam of 1st term of newfounded (refounded) college life.&lt;br /&gt;Lots have been changed over the period of two posts, infact everything, got my first job, resigned from it, things which now i look upto, girls whom i take interest in, my mobile number(it got changed many times in between), people whom i call my close friends, people with whom i spend time with, websites i surf and what not?&lt;br /&gt;Seems change is really the only permanent thing around, anyways it dosen't matter, i have enough experience of people going out and coming in life to create any kind of nostalgia.&lt;br /&gt;This is not the only reason of confusion that got created around, but its something to do with air around this place, marks i am scoring in quizes and approaching of end term exams.&lt;br /&gt;Regarding some of the subjects i am as confused as a child in topless bar (sidhuism), actually interpersonal communication is really getting a hit (having a quiz today over this topic), 75% people in my gtalk and messenger are having their status as busy and rest are offline.&lt;br /&gt;haah its time i also get going,as they say its survival of fittest, i just hope that not so busy guy also survive!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12157293-115757443188527905?l=koolsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/115757443188527905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12157293&amp;postID=115757443188527905&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/115757443188527905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/115757443188527905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/2006/09/huh.html' title='Huh??'/><author><name>kulpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10732150421760317206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12157293.post-111532332954370862</id><published>2005-05-05T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T01:25:36.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>End of college days</title><content type='html'>This always happens with me... whenever i wanted to write something i always feel like short of words...&lt;br /&gt;dunno how to fill this place in interesting way&lt;br /&gt;so today is the last day of my enginnering college life...nd still i don't have any thing to write...ppl are going, leaving this place....nd still i am not getting emotional....i really want to shed few tears in the name of those ppl who are with me all throughout this journey of 4 yrs...but again can't display false emotions, can i?... tday ppl were leaving nd i as usual missed out on their c-offs....as usual i was busy with my some other commitments....i dunno why ?? but somehow i am firm believer of the theme of movie HUM-TUM&lt;br /&gt;duniya bahut chhoti hai aur hamare paas waqt bahut kam...isliye hum-tum fir milenge munna...&lt;br /&gt;i really believe we will definitely gonna meet with our frens at some point or another...so no centimental values attached with my fare well from this wonderful place known as da-iict...although i won't cry but i'll surely gonna miss this place and ppl who belong to this place..will surely gonna crave for some ppl who were very close to me.....those wonderful girls who also happens to be my frens and batchmates....those frens who r more like brothers...those proffs who din't get tired of giving me lots of Ds few Cs nd coupla Bs nd not to forget an F....&lt;br /&gt;rest is i am enjoying last days of institute life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I Feel Like an Idiot, but I am an Idiot, So it Kinda Works Out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12157293-111532332954370862?l=koolsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/111532332954370862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12157293&amp;postID=111532332954370862&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/111532332954370862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12157293/posts/default/111532332954370862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolsplace.blogspot.com/2005/05/end-of-college-days.html' title='End of college days'/><author><name>kulpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10732150421760317206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
