Experience on Student Exchange from IIM – Respect or Inferiority?
“Student Exchange - Sure enough, delightful but...” “All my bags are packed, I’m ready to go”, humming to the tune of John Denver, I walked towards immigration. The officer flipped through my crisp passport, pausing at the only stamped page with the Schengen visa. I said to myself, “Aye boss, that’s my sixteen country dream....the Gondola-ride, Oktoberfest, Northern Lights, deep sea diving...” My thoughts were interrupted as the immigration officer, peering at me, questioned, “Kahan jaa rahe ho?” “France.” “Kyun?” A beaming me replied, “Student Exchange Programme!”




