Sometimes the journey of life can be quite tough for someone whose life promised so brightly at the early youth age in 1990’s.Rather than the life taking a smooth golden journey filled with fame, fortune and glory like thousands of my alumni, It was quite opposite for a Mining engineer who has to travel from one extreme world of crude, unclean Mining to corporate world with a lot of constraints ,pain and pleasure.
The world has given everyone a fair share of success, but in my case I had to travel in a very zig zag road dotted with some successful milestone leading( at the latest) to failure in obtaining a formal paper guarantee called MBA degree at the very end of the two year course in an Institute in Manila( not quite complete as a Top business school like in India) where everything seemed so enjoyful, pleasurable and quite interesting including academics. How does one dare to with stand the agony, and some pinching remarks from people around you about whom you think they may not be your friends?
The kind of Nonsense Cacophony pestering cum harassment I have gone through in the last few months in MBA due to my indulgence in certain independent
(& personal ) pleasurable life outside the institute leads to question one’s right of living and self determination over so called morality of seeking sex , pleasure in the night life of famous Manila when even some professors told me that they have no problem for these along with studying in AIM. I was responsible for some of the problems by making unfavorable remarks about the host country which may have angered the local people and the Institute students. Having an IIT degree was partially the reason behind so much noise and harassment done in my name.
Such was the problem to some group of people that they constantly tried to eat my ear thru vocal means in the morning and night. Now, Whether they were motivated and had some purpose of doing this to me under someone’s direction –only god knows!! Actually the main cause for this was something else and I felt it was pure nonsense fun in my name to malign my image.
My career took of in a positive bright way when I graduated from IIT Kgp in
Mining engg in 1997. My career has not been a golden one in any means as compared to my illustrious alumni although I got a job in a blue chip giant Nalco where I stayed for some 16 months after which I came to kolkatta to better prepare for the MBA entrance.
However I was highly disappointed not to get any admission offer to top B-schools in April, 2001, after coming so close in many occasions. But there was something to cheer as I got to face Siddharth Basu in the BBC MASTERMIND INDIA 2001 in Delhi in June ,2001. This incident lifted my spirits and boosted my confidence when my morale was down.
Offcourse I have other creditable achievements which are not needed to mentioned here.
After that I went to Rawatbhatta to meet my school friend Kiran Khanna who was working as scientist in the Rajasthan nuclear power plant. It was a wonderful experience as I traveled to chitoorgarh and other nearby areas along with him.
Path of life started taking a new direction as I went thru a phase to rebuild my career in kolkatta until I gave one more attempt to get into B-schools with some success with an average gmat score leading to entry into ITM for doing a dual certificate course in MS/MBA.Then all of a sudden some thing changed my life as I appeared for the entrance into AIM – The Asia’s premier Business school, and ultimately I got an admission offer with Washington Sycip scholarship to study MBA in a country largely unknown to Indian people. Suddenly my life was filled with anxiety and curiosity and it took a lot of work to get a visa for Philippines. My life really changed forever when I landed in the most Latin of all the countries in Asia. A lot of things happened in the last two years in that country which was not possible in India. Later did I realized that I was going in the killing fields(Cambodia !!!) to be killed in the name of doing MBA in AIM when I could feel(may be) rather unwanted and unliked attitude of my schoolmates which includes Indians also.
In short, I was in many ways different from the overseas student in AIM as I was more of a tourist cum student cum SPY!. Yes It was a tag (spy!) held to my name by my fellow Indian batch mates. I have spend large amount of pesos in order to explore
(in single) many fantastic places like Cebu , Boracay, Baguio etc for pleasure and quench my thirst for exploring a relatively unknown country. I had prepared for the journey in Philippines in Kolkatta by going thru all the websites, books ,journals about that country so that I can be at ease with the country and its people in the beginning.
Therefore I was the student who was probably the most aware of that country as compared to any other Non Filipino student in AIM. At least I did not have to face the embarrassment of not knowing Gloria Macapagal arroyo ,Ninoy Acquino and Jose rizal.
I was quite heavily addicted to something for which Philippines is famous for – The exciting night life in form of hotspots which were filled with sexy semi nude girls ready to do strip dance .Oh god! did I made any mistake landing in Philippines? I will say- never never!. Slowly and slowly I got involved with many maganda Filipinas for short time pleasure (means physical relationship) . How strange it was that in India I could not have any Indian female(!!) for pleasure or anything for staying in a hotel for a night and In abroad I was a sort of Man who was quite so comfortable cum pleasure seeker cum strip club bar hopper.( Iam not anyway soliciting or promoting the tourism of Philippines among the Indians here.) However the exciting night life and pleasure seeking in the land of Lapu Lapus and Manny pacquio’s did not effected my studies at all as I was going out only three-to four times a month to seek the lust’n pleasure of god’s creation. It was other issue that I got ranked amongst the last ten students in the class in the end of the first year.
This rang up the bell in my head and I gave full attention to my summer internship after first year in MBA in market consulting firm in kualalumpur (2004) in May and June. I was too cautious in a muslim country whenever I went outside as a tourist to visit the must see tourist places. But once I entered in AIM in the second year I was beginning to realize the changing environment surrounding me. I visited the world famous historical sites where the famous Spanish explorer Magellan landed for the first time in phillippines to make it as a part of the Spanish empire- Cebu.
It was once again a wonderful experience and I was almost in tears in joy for standing
In front of the world famous cross ( Magellan’s Cross ) which became the symbol of propagation of Spanish empire and Christianity in Asia thru Philippines.
I was surprised and a bit ecstatic to come across something interesting in the Export processing zone in Mactan Island where I found out the written words on the small signboard cum milestone at the entrance of the village – “ Basak Barangay “ for a moment I was amazed and lost in thought and I was sure that it is not me!! (Offcourse). Then I went around the sign board to see the other side and
I found—“ Because you are leading” and then I realized that it must be named after someone who is alive. But the problem is there is no famous Filipino whose name/surname is “Basak” or anything like that. The word Basak in tagalog language means “rice paddy”.This word meaning really fits with my Image for feeding the poor(?) people in the name of pleasure with large sum of cash money(rice paddy !!). They have a culture of having a patron saint in every important Barangay and they tend to name it after him.In this case it was – Basak San Nicholas which itself is a interesting combination of two highly contrasting names.Still I was happy that at least my surname is there on the village sign board in an important area of the country.
I did visited other sites like lapu lapu shrine, Taoist temple , hot spots etc. I had an incident in cebu where I called a maganda to my hotel room ( she was hot!!) and had some naughty and massaging time. Thereafter came the period of harassment when I returned back to my institute from cebu and the institute was never the same for me.
I still do not know why the students of the institute started disturbing( cacophony) me in the late nights and sometimes in the day from October to November ‘2004 intermittently .They were not exactly telling what were their problem with me even though they told me that I have lost my value as an IITIAN , that I have become an immature student and I need to get out of the country!!! Sounds a bit ridiculous.!!
When the main purpose of doingthat was something else. They were under the wrong impression that I have a huge money in account in a bank in manila. It was time when something really frightened up to the extent that I booked a ticket to India on 8th October assuming that I may get flunked to the new image being created during evaluation of grade in the semester subjects. It really happened after one month that I got horrible grade sheet in which I had flunked in but one subject leading to be in a perilous situation of almost on the verge of getting out of the MBA programme and I thought I may have to curtail my mid night activities and bar hopping. I thought Iam being punished for my attitude cum independent life of seeking fun and pleasure.I came back to India in December,2004 thinking of my result of second semester in which any thing can happen, so I was trying to do something special in kolkatta in IIM cal but it did not materialized. I landed in manila this time in anxiety and curiosity but this time it was of different type .Luckily my fear was shortlived and I was relieved to see clean gradesheet. But then followed the three months of subtle harassment (electronic –hitech mind control thru waves or …) cum some strange paranormal things(? ) which made me feel that Iam being put into some sort of controlled experiment cum public nonsense.
However the main problem started when the MRR ( management research report ) which is the partial requirement for the degree , was called indefensible after a lot of work ,rework and suggestions from the professors .I was not allowed to defend my MRR for the reason of not properly formatted, illogical and not properly organized .
When the actual thing was that even the Prof. also wanted something which is most essential to survive. This time I was a bit imbecile not to hand over the thing which he wanted and as result I could not pass MRR, and my degree was somehow confiscated the way it want to put it. I felt frustrated, angry for this in the last days of april ,2005 and still ventured into the night clubs in manila for the last time in the first few days in may in order to come over my blues. I knew that once I land in India
( mumbai) I shall be teased, pinched( oh talent!!) for not getting the degree from institute being an IIT student and as usual my prediction become true. Life become tough as being an IIT graduate I realized that I have become a public good, many people know about you and will taunt you that hey he is a non degree failure, he is a asshole etc etc. Even then I was confident that I shall be able to get a decent MBA type of job in mumbai amidst such difficult , agonizing and testing times when I knew I could have better stayed in Philippines. But my decision was right and I got two decent job offers off course not fabulous !!!( like top mba jobs) within a month in Mumbai as a Analyst in First global in Vashi due to my sheer resilience and fighting attitude.
I am quite contented with myself as I have something in hand to payback for my loans and dues to my parents , but there is a great sense of retribution against some people in me for all the things done in the recent past. I am sure that will be done.
In a nutshell, my life is an example of how to overcome the odds ( don’t take any thing for granted!) when you are in midst of a crisis or setbacks for some people have grudge(sentimental ) over you for something you said in the past , yet you have a sense of optimism and fighting spirit to get over it and make a better career in the long run with some losses(?). I have learnt the lesson in a hard way. I got my Transcripts.