On Love, Depression And My Journey To IIM Lucknow
*The Author wishes to remain Anonymous. If you have a story to share but would like to publish it anonymously, please write to nidhi.malkan@insideiim.com
Anonymous Writer
An Engineer's Journey To IIM Rohtak - Vaibhav Gangwar
My journey to IIM Rohtak can be summarised in these four words: tedious, exhausting, challenging and memorable at the same time.
IIM Rohtak
Perfecting Sales With Perfetti - Diptatej Mishra's Summer Internship Experience
ALWAYS INNOVATING WHAT CONFECTIONERY CAN DO. That was the tagline below their logo, Perfetti Van Melle’s. An internship with an FMCG major in a sales role is an experience of a lifetime. Things become more interesting and challenging when you’re sent to the market. You get to see how sales, the life force of any firm, happens on the ground. How thousands of salesmen across the country travel into remote areas every day even in the most unforgiving of summers with their order books and pitch the company’s products from shop to shop? How they push a particular product? How do they convince the shopkeeper to buy Perfetti’s products? How do they manage to do all this while ensuring that they do not get a heat stroke?
Diptatej Mishra
Scholarships At SPJIMR
SP Jain Mumbai is one of the four campuses of the global school, and hence, provides excellent international exposure and is the preferred partner for exchanges even for other International B-schools.
Heer Shingala
On Shanmugam Manjunath And The Road Less Travelled
This article is first in the series of articles “The Road Less Travelled.” Through this series, I will introduce you to MBAs who in spite of their high paying jobs decided to serve the nation, became entrepreneurs, fought corruption, helped the needy and made everyone proud.
samaksha vaish
Education System In India - Does Is It Always Have To Be Bad?
Why must the License Raj in Higher Education go? 25 years ago, Manmohan Singh as Finance Minister, supported by PV Narsimha Rao started the process of dismantling the License Raj. The results are indisputable except by the die-hard commies. GDP growth and Poverty reduction rates were much higher post-1991 than any time since independence.
ARKS Srinivas
What's The Secret To Happiness
Mumbai is hot (literally). And it feels even hotter when you are wearing a suit. Wear a tie if you want to add a pinch of suffocation. If you will add the tremendous amount of sweat and the humongous pressure of an IIM Lucknow interview, then I guess you'll get a recipe to make a perfectly roasted Abhishek. And this roasted Abhishek was having a really terrible time that day. He had failed to catch the bus he was supposed to. He had somehow managed to reach Andheri in time, just to find that he had forgotten to charge his phone in the night and now was unable to book an Uber or Ola (or even to call his mum, and he knew that he has to face the consequences of such a 'terrible crime' later, once he would return to Pune). He got robbed by a rickshaw driver, who charged him 100 bucks to go to the hotel, which was hardly a km away from the place at which he had made a mistake of getting into that rickshaw without asking the fare. And after reaching the centre, he had realised that he had forgotten an important document (but fortunately, the IIM Lucknow profs didn't ask for it. Phew...). Plus, my IIM B interview had gone terribly bad (read it here). I was questioned about my decision to not take a placement on the campus, my failed attempts to start my company and most of all, about the past year, which according to them, I had wasted "trying to do some random things". My confidence had really taken a hit after that and I was still unable to let go of the burden of their comment's from my shoulders. My day was going south. Until I met him (You were expecting a 'her', weren't you? Sorry you poor souls, but it was not a romantic encounter). He was sitting next to me in the waiting area. We'll call him PD (of course, his initials, cause I haven't taken his permission to use his name. When I'll meet him again, and may I meet him again, I will take his permission). A tall, slender, handsome boy with a constant smile on his face. It was his smile that made me talk to him. After a basic round of introductions, we started opening up about our lives (he really had some sense of brotherhood, which made me tell him everything about my life, including my failures and the 'wasted year'). But his story was way much astonishing than mine.
abhishek kshirsagar
On Love, Depression And My Journey To IIM Lucknow
*The Author wishes to remain Anonymous. If you have a story to share but would like to publish it anonymously, please write to nidhi.malkan@insideiim.com
Anonymous Writer
An Engineer's Journey To IIM Rohtak - Vaibhav Gangwar
My journey to IIM Rohtak can be summarised in these four words: tedious, exhausting, challenging and memorable at the same time.
IIM Rohtak
Perfecting Sales With Perfetti - Diptatej Mishra's Summer Internship Experience
ALWAYS INNOVATING WHAT CONFECTIONERY CAN DO. That was the tagline below their logo, Perfetti Van Melle’s. An internship with an FMCG major in a sales role is an experience of a lifetime. Things become more interesting and challenging when you’re sent to the market. You get to see how sales, the life force of any firm, happens on the ground. How thousands of salesmen across the country travel into remote areas every day even in the most unforgiving of summers with their order books and pitch the company’s products from shop to shop? How they push a particular product? How do they convince the shopkeeper to buy Perfetti’s products? How do they manage to do all this while ensuring that they do not get a heat stroke?
Diptatej Mishra
Scholarships At SPJIMR
SP Jain Mumbai is one of the four campuses of the global school, and hence, provides excellent international exposure and is the preferred partner for exchanges even for other International B-schools.
Heer Shingala
On Shanmugam Manjunath And The Road Less Travelled
This article is first in the series of articles “The Road Less Travelled.” Through this series, I will introduce you to MBAs who in spite of their high paying jobs decided to serve the nation, became entrepreneurs, fought corruption, helped the needy and made everyone proud.
samaksha vaish
Education System In India - Does Is It Always Have To Be Bad?
Why must the License Raj in Higher Education go? 25 years ago, Manmohan Singh as Finance Minister, supported by PV Narsimha Rao started the process of dismantling the License Raj. The results are indisputable except by the die-hard commies. GDP growth and Poverty reduction rates were much higher post-1991 than any time since independence.
ARKS Srinivas
What's The Secret To Happiness
Mumbai is hot (literally). And it feels even hotter when you are wearing a suit. Wear a tie if you want to add a pinch of suffocation. If you will add the tremendous amount of sweat and the humongous pressure of an IIM Lucknow interview, then I guess you'll get a recipe to make a perfectly roasted Abhishek. And this roasted Abhishek was having a really terrible time that day. He had failed to catch the bus he was supposed to. He had somehow managed to reach Andheri in time, just to find that he had forgotten to charge his phone in the night and now was unable to book an Uber or Ola (or even to call his mum, and he knew that he has to face the consequences of such a 'terrible crime' later, once he would return to Pune). He got robbed by a rickshaw driver, who charged him 100 bucks to go to the hotel, which was hardly a km away from the place at which he had made a mistake of getting into that rickshaw without asking the fare. And after reaching the centre, he had realised that he had forgotten an important document (but fortunately, the IIM Lucknow profs didn't ask for it. Phew...). Plus, my IIM B interview had gone terribly bad (read it here). I was questioned about my decision to not take a placement on the campus, my failed attempts to start my company and most of all, about the past year, which according to them, I had wasted "trying to do some random things". My confidence had really taken a hit after that and I was still unable to let go of the burden of their comment's from my shoulders. My day was going south. Until I met him (You were expecting a 'her', weren't you? Sorry you poor souls, but it was not a romantic encounter). He was sitting next to me in the waiting area. We'll call him PD (of course, his initials, cause I haven't taken his permission to use his name. When I'll meet him again, and may I meet him again, I will take his permission). A tall, slender, handsome boy with a constant smile on his face. It was his smile that made me talk to him. After a basic round of introductions, we started opening up about our lives (he really had some sense of brotherhood, which made me tell him everything about my life, including my failures and the 'wasted year'). But his story was way much astonishing than mine.
abhishek kshirsagar