It really has been quite a while since I last posted. I put it all down to a dicey net connection and constant travel. Now that I’m all settled it’s quite thrilling to put pen to paper..or….er… well fingertip to keyboard.
What have I been upto lately? Well thanks to a brainwave my dad had last summer I moved to Mumbai and appeared for a couple of mind-numbing MBA entrance exams that the Indian education system has set-up to carry on the age-old tradition of torchering the prospective Indian student and draining every ounce of creative thinking from her brain . I appeared for CAT and NMAT and then finding them a robotic, senseless, drone of an experience which didn’t elicit an iota of interest in me, I decided not to sit for any of the other exams, for fear of permanent damage to my psyche. I did fairly well though given my complete lack of preparation .A 92.53 percentile in CAT-which means I did better than 92.53% of the 3,00,000 lambs who were prepared to be slaughtered at the altar of the toughest exam in the country. Ah, but to qualify for the haloed IIMs one needs an astonishingly high 99.75%tile or above. O boo, what the heck, so I’m not a geek. I stumbled onto an alternate thrilling career choice and I’m happy to say I was successful in clearing the interviews!!!!
So while I’ve been basking in self-glory and soaking in all the compliments from my deluded relatives who had until now thought I was a good-for-nothing, jalebi munching, burden on society, I have been upto much. I breathed in the crisp, clean morning air of the Himalayas in Shimla, was dazzled by the azure pond in my Great -Grandmother’s village in Kerela, gorged on wada-pavs and ragda puris at full throttle in the gallis of Mumbai and am now lounging in my bedroom in Sharjah.
Now, you must be getting an idea of what my next posts will be touching upon.
See you there:)
Until then I’m Back
My first diwali in Mumbai
