On Lesson 101 At IIFT
As I awoke to the blaring sound of the alarm, it took me a minute to gauge that I was not in my bedroom anymore but was in the hostel of one of the top B-schools of the country. With a tinge of homesickness, I looked at the buzz around my roomies and pseudo-roomies aka “loomies” were already getting ready for the long day that awaited us. I quickly got ready and grabbed my breakfast on the way to the classroom. As soon as the two hours of the class got over the students rushed out of the class to the in-campus Nescafe kiosk: The lifeline of all IIFTians. With coffee working its magic, we participated in the second class with as much enthusiasm as the first. After two more classes after lunch, as soon as I assumed we were done for the day, I was proven miserably wrong with an email instructing to assemble at the auditorium in an hour for a guest lecture. Being an optimistic person, I once again repeated the mistake of assuming the day was over after the guest lecture. This time the forms floated by the clubs, committees and cells for Positions of Responsibility (POR) proved me wrong. And soon I found myself busy drafting the answers to the forms. Lesson 101: At IIFT you are never done for the day.







