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On my first day in business school, I met GOD !! he was standing on the stage, behind the podium, giving us a "WELCOME" speech. He began by saying "welcome batch, you guys are good" and before i could even begin stoking my ego, he went berserk with the rules! Rule 1-blah blah blah ,Rule 2-blah blah blah blah followed by If you dare to blah blah i will blah blah blah. I asked myself 'seriously how old is this guy? and why the f&*^ is he scolding us!! Although i'm not a very good public speaker(not even half of what this guy was) i could earn 10 times more respect than he could when on stage. Being a little polite would do, and i'll be a star if i could crack a joke or two! seriously, how difficult is it to be nice to people? to understand what they want to hear? oh wait, i heard this guy was majoring in marketing !! god bless this country.
On the second day, i met GOD 2 !! He was out there on the stage giving us a presentation on the basics of marketing. He was alright, but wait, after 5 minutes he too like GOD starts shouting at us !! "You ignorant fools you don't know this", " seriously who sent you guys to a business school, this is just a waste of time" and then suddenly the trick worked. A bunch of juveniles decided to rescue the session and started asking questions which almost made me puke!!! The whole setting turned into a parliament session in the next 5 minutes. First years asking questions to become popular, seniors retorting back to save their egos. I was just a quite soul who preffered thinking about the universe than petty toilet soap ad campaigns.With my hands behind my neck and my seat in full recline i was gonna make a breakthrough in understanding the evolution of the being when GOD 2 interrupted my chain of thought.He was shouting at the top of his voice, he was shouting at me with all his energy.Then at that very moment i made a decision.I am never gonna buy a single product of the company he goes on to work for. They just lost a customer before they even hired him!!
On days 3,4,5,6,7,8,9...16 i met GOD 3,4,5,6,7,8,9,....16. Each one of them was pissed off for some reason or the other. They had insane fetishes. They loved formals. They wanted each and every first year to wear formals day and night,and by night i mean 2 am. They wont let them eat if they are not wearing formals, wont let them study if they are not in formals, wont let them attend "interactions" if not in formals( oh wait, thats what we want don't we !!) Dedicated, sincere EMPLOYEES who follow deadlines and submit themselves towards authority and hierarchy is what they wanted them to become. Uniformity is what they aspired to bring, individuality is what they forgot altogether. They stressed on interaction but forgot that they had to stop being angry for that to happen !!
You'll expect me to end it on a healthy positive note to appease certain people but that's not going to happen . I'm not pissed, i'm just bored.Where's the fun? Where's the excitement? Where's the passion? Where is THE LOVE?
Disclaimer: The above article is purely fictitious not resembling any person or place.
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