Another ordinary day at IIM K…but
one thing made it rather unusual…
The 9:15 a.m. lecture- Business
Ethics. As we ran to class, panting, we realized that the door was already
locked and that we were marked absent for the day! Everybody complained-‘It’s
just 9:13!’, ‘The clock inside the classroom is 3 minutes fast!’ But nobody
moved, nobody went back to their hostels. Everybody waited in anticipation for
the door to open. Hoping to still get the attendance, we silently took our
seats as the professor later allowed us in. Business Ethics is not a subject
that I am too fond off. And when you sit on the first bench, it’s definitely a
daunting task to ward off your sleep. As I stared at my watch to calculate the
time still left before we would have to plead for attendance and rehearsing as
to what I would say to persuade the professor to grant me attendance I suddenly
realized- Same day…Same time….a year ago I was anxiously waiting outside my CAT
2012 centre. And I went into a nostalgic reverie…how hard I had worked, how
eager I was to get into an IIM, how upset I was when I had finished my Quants
section with low attempts, how relieved I was when it all finally ended…
It brought back many memories-
the joy of getting an interview call, the rigorous efforts that had followed,
the mock PI, the absolutely abstract WAT topics(one of them being-‘To be or not
to be’) on which we were expected to write 500 words!
And then I began to wonder how I
had developed as a writer- from writing experiences of my visits to zoos,
museums, planetariums, to writing on serious issues like the Bhopal Gas
Tragedy. From writing on clichéd topics in school to writing my views on ‘We
are all prisoners: some in cells with windows and some without’ (I
would not have written this but for the IIM K WAT practice). From writing for
my school magazine, to writing for blogs - the writer in me had definitely come
a long way.
Since I have now made it a point
to write regularly, what should I write on today? That is the question- and the
most difficult one indeed. Whether to write or not to write? If to write when
to write? What to write? How long to write? Would this article be as good as or
even better than my previous article? Should I write in the same style as I always
do or should I try a different genre? People often ask me to start my own blog.
They are surprised when I tell them that I am not ready yet. What is it to be
ready about?-they feel. Just write anything and upload it. But that is not what
writing a blog is about. Writing a blog, I believe is one of the most creative
and the most challenging tasks ever- not because you need to think of different
themes to write on. But because when you write a blog, you are competing with
yourself. Every article of yours is being compared to another one of your own
in the archives. Readers need to experience your writing. They develop a
character sketch of you through your writing.
So what theme should I write on? When I can’t
think of a topic to write on, I take the next recourse- ask people. Ask my
family, friends to give me a topic which I can develop. But this I realized,
never works. Your article reflects your feelings, your emotions. How can
somebody else tell you what to write? So, I continue thinking- Should I write
on my emotions just before, during and after CAT’12? This seems interesting at
the onset. But as I begin to develop it, I realize something’s not working.
What?- I don’t know. All I know is that it’s not going to be better than my
previous article. Should I write on some political issue? No way! Politics has
never been my cup of tea and if I attempt it, I will end up with another Cntrl+C, Cntrl+V. Should I write on my experiences in Term 2 at
IIM K? Well if I did that, I would be stereotyped as a writer who just keeps
writing on her experiences at IIM K- 1st month experience, Term 1
experience and now Term 2?
I finally decided that I will
write on my dilemma on ‘What to write’-something that I have often experienced.
Something that has prevented me from starting my own blog. Yet something that I
have never written before. And thus I started developing this article…
When I looked around a few minutes
later, everybody was busy closing their books, running out to grab a cup of
coffee, and a few of them asking the professor to pardon them for coming late.
As I had expected, he did not revert his decision. As disappointed faces went
back to their seats, I gave a little smirk- How could Post Graduate students be
so childish? Anyway, what difference does it make to me? I know what I am going
to write on for this blog- that’s all that mattered to me!
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