The last step of my B-School admission process
CET GD/PI-30May
Happened today. I was very apprehensive about this because I had not attended any classes.
I had rehearsed the answers for a couple of days and had gone through experiences of people on website. But the apprehension was overwhelming none-the-less.
I was not worried as my chances at JB were bleak. I had been reading the papers daily and forming opinions- however weak / naïve they may have sounded!
On the D-day: I got up at 6:30 as mom-dad were out of town. Went for a jog. Had a light breakfast and left for my destiny. The train was sweaty n stinky. I revised my PI answers. Got down at CST and took a taxi to JB. The college was nowhere close to the BEST COLLEGE IN MUMBAI. It looked like a BMC ward office- but more disciplined. We were asked to register and fill in a form consisting of assorted questions- family background, education, work profile, India’s achievement in the last decade, etc. First shock came when they announced that I would not get the 2 mks for workex as it was not in a managerial role. Our batch was then sent to the first floor , enrolled for GD and given our places.. I realized that only 8 out of 12 had shown up. Pretty neat. This was getting easier. None of the guuyz around seemed to be a gujju.. so the gd had chances of being controllable. We sat in that room with not a word from anyone. Just the celing fans were going trrrrk … trrrk …trrrk !!! There were occasional exchange of intros from the particiants. This gloomy atmosphere was making me sleepy and tired.
The panelist table consisted of 3 chairs.. so I guess there would have been 3 panelist. Behind them, the blackboard read “ the true measure of your worth is how others have benefited from your success”. I was hoping that this be the topic. But I was sure it would not be.
After an agonizing wait of 70 mins, a male and 2 female profs came in greeting each other as if they had met after quite some time. They gave us cold stares- maybe that was a part of their job. One of them comforted us by asking us to be relaxed and SPEAK.
We were given a choice of 2 topics :
1)Foreign channels have destroyed our culture
2)A man who smiles in trouble has though of someone to blame it upon.
To the panelists dismay and my fortune, we decided on the first topic.
Throughout the GD everyone had the same opinion. “Foreign chanels bring in a new culture. It is upto us to take the good part of it.”
After chewing every aspect of the topic, we summarized it. It was a GOOD GD.
On the floor above PI was to be held. I was in high spirits already.
The PI was good. The interviewers were kind and helpful. Neither were they being aggressive nor were they grilling me. It was a cool interview.
I walked down to McD’s to find it FULL. So I had a McSwirl and came home. Had a hot shower.
This was the last step of my B-School admission process. Its over. I am a free bird now. At least till 10th
Happened today. I was very apprehensive about this because I had not attended any classes.
I had rehearsed the answers for a couple of days and had gone through experiences of people on website. But the apprehension was overwhelming none-the-less.
I was not worried as my chances at JB were bleak. I had been reading the papers daily and forming opinions- however weak / naïve they may have sounded!
On the D-day: I got up at 6:30 as mom-dad were out of town. Went for a jog. Had a light breakfast and left for my destiny. The train was sweaty n stinky. I revised my PI answers. Got down at CST and took a taxi to JB. The college was nowhere close to the BEST COLLEGE IN MUMBAI. It looked like a BMC ward office- but more disciplined. We were asked to register and fill in a form consisting of assorted questions- family background, education, work profile, India’s achievement in the last decade, etc. First shock came when they announced that I would not get the 2 mks for workex as it was not in a managerial role. Our batch was then sent to the first floor , enrolled for GD and given our places.. I realized that only 8 out of 12 had shown up. Pretty neat. This was getting easier. None of the guuyz around seemed to be a gujju.. so the gd had chances of being controllable. We sat in that room with not a word from anyone. Just the celing fans were going trrrrk … trrrk …trrrk !!! There were occasional exchange of intros from the particiants. This gloomy atmosphere was making me sleepy and tired.
The panelist table consisted of 3 chairs.. so I guess there would have been 3 panelist. Behind them, the blackboard read “ the true measure of your worth is how others have benefited from your success”. I was hoping that this be the topic. But I was sure it would not be.
After an agonizing wait of 70 mins, a male and 2 female profs came in greeting each other as if they had met after quite some time. They gave us cold stares- maybe that was a part of their job. One of them comforted us by asking us to be relaxed and SPEAK.
We were given a choice of 2 topics :
1)Foreign channels have destroyed our culture
2)A man who smiles in trouble has though of someone to blame it upon.
To the panelists dismay and my fortune, we decided on the first topic.
Throughout the GD everyone had the same opinion. “Foreign chanels bring in a new culture. It is upto us to take the good part of it.”
After chewing every aspect of the topic, we summarized it. It was a GOOD GD.
On the floor above PI was to be held. I was in high spirits already.
The PI was good. The interviewers were kind and helpful. Neither were they being aggressive nor were they grilling me. It was a cool interview.
I walked down to McD’s to find it FULL. So I had a McSwirl and came home. Had a hot shower.
This was the last step of my B-School admission process. Its over. I am a free bird now. At least till 10th
