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I’m lovin’ it!!

ISB is a wonderful place to be – just because there is always a promise of a great conversation just around the corner.  That may seem a  simple reason, but when was the last time you listened, slightly open mouthed in wonder, a slight smile on your face, as someone spoke?  Every day here feels very surreal – an impression exacerbated by the permanent lack of sleep.  It takes hard work to get from one day to another, but it still is a break from the ‘real world’.  We go nuts during the exams – mostly walking around in a dazed state.  But, even they end.
It has been three months (feels like forever, I can tell you), and the introverts are just about opening up now.  Lesser known facts coming to light, leaving me truly tickled.  My section has got to a comfortable level these days.  There are nicknames now.  We have our little jokes. We help each other out.   We’re getting somewhere.  It’s that ‘Section thing’.
I came here because I wanted to meet people of every kind and open my eyes to how much is out there.  To the options I was blind to.  To the thoughts that never struck me.  As much as we grumble about the lack of diversity in a batch with 70 % engineers, diversity is not about just education, is it?  There is always that repressed talent that comes out as a fanatic hobby of some sorts.  How else would I have musicians, dancers, yoga instructors, writers, bibliophiles, movie-buffs, singers, sports nuts and actors among my batch mates?  These are people who have been around the world or seen a world in their small circle.  There is diversity in personal background, home towns, companies worked for, places visited, trials undergone – in everything that has shaped them.  Now we are on this island and have a chance to learn from each other’s lives, work, passions – their very character.
The campus gives the impression of being a closed and self contained world.  Whenever I am out with my friends too, we carry a part of ISB out with us.  Like a beloved security blanket.  We can’t stop talking about this place because we love being here.  It is simply that kind of a place.

ISB is a wonderful place to be – because there is always a promise of a great conversation just around the corner.  That may seem a  simple reason, but when was the last time you listened, slightly open mouthed in wonder, a slight smile on your face, as someone spoke?  Every day here feels very surreal – an impression exacerbated by the permanent lack of sleep.  It takes hard work to get from one day to another, but it still is a break from the ‘real world’.  We go nuts during the exams – mostly walking around in a dazed state.  But, even they end.

It has been three months (feels like forever, I can tell you), and the introverts are just about opening up now.  Lesser known facts coming to light, leaving me truly tickled.  My section has got to a comfortable level these days.  There are nicknames now.  We have our little jokes. We help each other out.   We’re getting somewhere.  It’s that ‘Section thing’.

I came here because I wanted to meet people of every kind and open my eyes to how much is out there.  To the options I was blind to.  To the thoughts that never struck me.  As much as we grumble about the lack of diversity in a batch with 70 % engineers, diversity is not about just education, is it?  There is always that repressed talent that comes out as a fanatic hobby of some sorts.  How else would I have poets, musicians, dancers, yoga instructors, writers, bibliophiles, movie-buffs, singers, sports nuts and actors among my batch mates?  These are people who have been around the world or seen a world in their small circle.  There is diversity in personal background, home towns, companies worked for, places visited, trials undergone – in everything that has shaped them.  Now we are on this island and have a chance to learn from each other’s lives, work, passions – their very character.

The campus gives the impression of being a closed and self contained world.  Whenever I am out with my friends too, we carry a part of ISB out with us.  Like a beloved security blanket (or Harry Potter’s Invisibility Cloak).  We can’t stop talking about this place because we love being here.  It is simply that kind of a place.

- Malavika T, Class of 2010

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  1. Prasoon says:

    Sounds like quite a lot. Make the most of it :)

    Am sure ‘sports nuts’ will take offense btw – any takers? ;-) Any by ‘trails undergone’, could we know what trials are we talking about – all I know is the kind that happens either in the prison or in a bio-lab per se.

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