Life In A B-School : Two Years Elegantly Wasted
Everything about a business school is artificial. We like to portray ourselves as liberal people with progressive thoughts as we are supposed to be the so-called “cream of the nation”. But we don’t let go of our judgmental attitude and hypocrisy that we use to fool ourselves every day. We are worse than those middle aged aunties when it comes to gossips, we literally go gaga even if a guy merely hangs out with a girl.
The entire experience is filled with a sense of excess, the parties, the booze, the case studies and most importantly the CV points. People here would sell their ideas to companies just for a CV point. Nobody here is actually interested in building something on their own. The nonsensical Facebook posts about travel episodes or how happy they are because they had a drink in a popular bar in Delhi or had a great cheeseburger in a food joint in Bangalore somehow make people feel cool.
There is a fad among MBA grads to hit the gym and develop muscles just because everyone else is doing so or because they want to get laid. I have formed so many Whatsapp groups to manage assignments, to complete competitions or to hang out together that I have lost count, but nobody in those groups would help anybody else in times of emergency or for that matter nobody is willing to hear others’ life story or talk about theirs. The sad part is the “What’s up”-s and the “aur kya chal raha hai”-s dominate most of our conversations with others. To quote chemistry, we are like suspended ions in a solution; we can get along with everybody but cannot bond with anybody.
The word “friends” gets redefined here. The quote I find fit for the kind of friends we make during these two years is “The friend circle kept becoming bigger and bigger and so was the space between them”. We can’t be happy for others, it is all about who bangs whom or who gets the best job offer. You would expect people to be satisfied with life after getting through one of the most competitive examinations in the country but the reality is people are actually lost in an ocean of insecurities. People are delusional to think as having high grades or having a relationship or being able to sleep for only 4 hours a day makes them great in some way.
I don’t understand the thing about having a life of superficial happiness in order to maintain a reputation. One of our professors rightly summarised MBA life as “two years elegantly wasted”. We have stopped introspecting in our ambition to achieve greatness. I feel people here hoping to win the battles have lost the war of life, forever.
About the Author:
The author who chooses to remain anonymous is a smart, shy person who loves travelling and writing.