When Linkin Park Meets CV – Aastha, IIM Lucknow
The months of July-August in India witness the Monsoon in all its glory. There is greenery and freshness all around, life springs from every crack and crevice, flora and fauna thrives.
Yet you enter a B-school campus in India at this time and you see an altogether different “Business-ic” World! Proud and happy fresh admits into the institutes, metamorphose into perennially short-on-sleep, worry-lines-on-the-forehead creatures. they are all seen with their noses buried in A4 sheets chronicling their lives, “the single most one piece of paper they would ever make (or so they are told). Yes, you guessed it right. It’s the season of CV preparation in B-schools across India!
They say, yesterday doesn’t define you. Umm, the CVs and the general preparation towards the hallowed summer placements tell you a different story. You see your life, being boiled down to exams, numbers and certificates. How correct is the procedure, well that’s a story for some other time!
What would happen if our childhood favourite Linkin Park gets into the b-school mode, and changes itself to LinkedIn Park!
Let’s hear it straight from the horse’s mouth!
In The End: The CV making reprise
(It starts with) Master CV, I don’t know why
It doesn’t even matter, just makes your brain fry
Keep god-knows-what in mind, they designed this grind, to keep you up in the nighttime
(All I know)
A review slot is a valuable thing
Watch your senior as your life they wring
To make it trickle down to the end of the one-page
For every CV point you pray
(It’s such an ordeal)
Didn’t know I was an ordinary Joe, no points to write, I got a big blow
Used ‘power verbs’ and ‘spikes’ to put up a decent show
I framed a point, just to watch it go
Running into the second line
And I had realized I never was smart
When I see perfect CVs, eventually compare to them to mine, and I
Had just one POR, I stretched it far
But in the end, verification matters
College certifies, work ex complies
But in the end, my school doesn’t bother
One thing, I don’t know why
It doesn’t look good, no matter how hard you try
Get the header-footer right, make the margins alright, never figured out how
(I tried so hard)
Despite there being no confidence in me
I dream of being a part of The Big Three
Wonder how I got so much audacity
And look where the resume has gone so far!
Now the CV isn’t the way it was before
I wouldn’t even recognize my own anymore
Never thought what I did back then
Would all come back on the CV in the end
Every line baked and fried and it’s all beautified, CV making’s such an art
Versions I made three, fin, consult and marketing
Each showing a different side of me, (when in reality)
I just passed exams, did nothing else at all
But I do have dreams, I hope they don’t shatter
Am such a goofball, amidst CFAs and all,
Let’s not pretend, I’ve been beaten into a batter
I had donated blood once
I planted trees back in school
And all this
Is coming handy to fill up the resume
I wrote a blog once, too
Came 3rd in some quiz at school
But dear companies,
There’s this one thing you should know
I am an ordinary GEM, simple life so far,
But in the end, getting here doesn’t matter?
Give me one chance, i can be smart
In the end, it’s just the CV which matters? Or does it…?