Friday, November 5, 2010
Monday, October 11, 2010
I am speaking a lot of things at the same time, but the important parts you must retain: I have been beaten with electronic rods for what I write; I know people who have ripped off hair from their heads; thrown away stones at glass ceilings; kissed people sitting next to them irrespective of their sexes; and it's all because of what I write.
By the way, the post was about our media summit. Agnitio was awesome.
The event comprised of two panel discussions on the topics – “Media: The Fourth Pillar of Democracy?” and “Social Media vs. Traditional Media: Shall the Twain Meet?” Both the panels were moderated by Mr Krishna B. Mariyanka (VP, National Executive & Director, Governing Council – Public Relations Council of India).
In the first panel (Media: The Fourth Pillar of Democracy), Mr. D.B. Chandre Gowda (Lok Sabha MP, Bangalore North), citing his personal experiences, commented on the evolution of media over the years since independence. He said that the role of media, with the introduction of new technologies, has not only diversified but has increased considerably. He also stressed that not only media but the other three pillars of democracy should also be honest in what they are supposed to do. Mr Yeshvanth Kumar (Owner, Apex Media) commented that sadly media today has become eighty percent business and twenty percent journalism. He suggested that the common man should now take the charge and question the credibility of media. He said that media’s responsibility in current global environment is doubly important as it is the window to the outside world; and, it plays a very important role in building the faith in the system.
Mr K. Giriprakash (Chief of Bureau, The Hindu Business Line), answering an audience question, opposed the concept of having a media watchdog. He said that the job of media is to be a watchdog itself; and it’s time that people stop being cynical about what is printed. Ms Praveena Sharma (Assistant Editor, DNA Money) cited her past experiences where the entire media fraternity was held responsible for one news agency’s wrong reports.
The second panel discussed on the topic - Social Media vs. Traditional Media: Shall the Twain Meet? Mr Kiruba Shankar (CEO, Business Blogging Pvt Ltd), a well known name in the internet space, said that though social media is a great platform for communicating an individual opinion, professional journalism will remain irreplaceable; that traditional media and social media can coexist. Mr Vigyan Verma (AVP & Client Services Director, JWT), agreeing to Mr Shankar’s views, stated that although traditional media would never get replaced by the social media, there can be a convergence of the traditional media with new-age technology. Mr Aditya Anand (Editor, Mid-Day) recognized the fear that exists in the media houses, but rejected the claim that traditional media can ever lose its shine. Mr K.R. Sreenivas (Editor, Bangalore Mirror) reiterated the panel’s view that social media can never be as credible as traditional media because trusts are formed over a period of time and also social media like blogs, Facebook updates etc are not moderated by a single reliable source. He suggested the students to regularly read The Economist to understand the art of writing. Ms Dhanya Rajendran (Bureau Chief, South India, Times Now) appreciated the fact that social media has provided a platform for everyone to voice their opinions but this must be done within the boundaries. According to her, in India, in spite of all its vices, traditional media has not been rejected, and that social media taking over traditional media is still a long way off.
As I said, Agnitio was awesome!
By Jitesh Sharma, 10-12
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
There was love. And there was war. Teams from various nations across our blue-green planet showcased their cultures through various acts, and also competed against each other. Students from Japan (who didn't perform; but then they've already done enough: thank you toyota and all your electronic cousins; also thank you for being brave enough to forget and forgive the Americans) were there. So were the Chinese. Charlie's chinangles performed an incomprehensible Chinese pop number. But if nothing else, they did raise the temperature (they helped us believe that maybe the Chinese do not consider us to be their "biggest" enemy, contrary to a popular online poll). There were students from ASEAN nations Indonesia and Thailand. Then the ones with vuvuzelas weren't behind either: the South Africans. Our dear neighbours Bhutan also had a team (they didn't perform either; but again, it doesn't matter: they were the only ones who supported us in UN assembly once upon a time in recent history). But the top three teams were the musical Sri Lankans, the hot (for women only) Afghans and the sweet Nepalis. In the end, it was the Afghan team that won the top prize for their fashion show.
Overall, it was amazing getting to interact with all these students from different nationalities. And it was heartening to know the respect they have for our country.
By Jitesh Sharma, 10-12
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Monday, September 6, 2010
Mr. Sagnik Biswas (2010-12)
However, before I deviate from the topic, I shall set myself to the task at hand. I was approached by a certain Mr. Jitesh Sharma (whose favorite pastime is to share his infinite wisdom on a popular social networking site) to write about my experience in OBL. Now, before you get your brains racking, for us Symbians, OBL was a break from the convention and learning & unlearning new things. We were happy because, we were getting a much needed break. Little did we know, that this experience was going to be much more than a break.
Our OBL(Out Bound Learning) was to be held at Pegasus Institute for Excellence, hosts to various top of the league Indian Companies & the Indian Cricket Team and other conglo- merates of high repute. We left on the 13th of April, in 3 extremely huge buses, where people and their bags jostled for space. Only a fourth of the journey had been completed, when our bus driver, exhausted and tired, stopped somewhere in the middle of Bangalore for refreshments. The students got down, and relieved themselves in various ways. 4 of the students of my section, being very enterprising, decided to take a detour, and taught us a very important management lesson. They taught us that Culture clashes can be experienced in every nook & cranny of a business. After the students realized, an alarm was raised, and the driver was asked to stop. That is when we realized, that the driver didn’t know Hindi, only Telegu…Thankfully, Sushma Pamidi & Vaishnavi Kambham were there to rescue the poor souls, by managing to talk to the driver. However, a few hours later, exhausted after much singing & dancing, we reached Pegasus. Immediately, we were marched, Army style, to an encampment, where we were asked to pick up chits to select our camps. However, like every election, this one was also rigged, and people chose their encampments. After this, we went to a big encampment, where we were introduced to the Campus & rules of the institute. The instructor warned us of “Creepy Crawlies”, which could enter our clothing anytime, and so we were asked to dust ourselves, and our clothes every morning/evening, to check for the furry little ones, that might have found warmth in our clothes.
After that, we were left free. By this time, it was raining cats & dogs. Everyone huddled under umbrellas to reach the dining halls, where there was food awaiting us. Unfortunately, there was bad news for chicken seekers, as the first come – first serve system had robbed us of the minimum required protein supplement of the day. After the (disappointing) dinner, which was accompanied by (unwanted) taunts from Vegetarians, we went to another dining hall to chill out. Every possible person was paired up to dance with someone else, and many people’s so-called dreams came true, in the “vibrant” atmosphere of the night.
After that, we broke up that party, and headed to our encampments. We discovered that there was a Boys’ only Jalsa in our campsite. Everyone was singing along, while Chayan & Jitesh enthralled us with their guitar playing skills. After this, everyone signed off, to go to their camps. A good night’s sleep was advised, but we ignored it.
Next morning, woke up at 8-10. Reporting was at 8-30. Here, I learnt time management better. Ran with my toothpaste, brush, shaving gel, razor, clothes, mobile, spectacles and keys to the men’s bathroom. Pushed, shoved and entered one “Bath-Room”. Had a ball of a time trying to bathe and brush at the same time. Difficult, I say. Then, came out and had a brilliant breakfast comprising of eggs, vada, idli etc.. Before you start abusing, I must say this was a bad tactic, as hours of unending physical exercise followed. We went for a warm up, and then headed to the first of the Superman tasks, which was called “Dynamic Delivery”. It was so dynamic, that people were holding on to dear life. It also led to 2 injuries. This activity was amazingly complex, as we were asked to treat a bucket like a human being. We are so used to throwing it around, that we promptly forgot what we were supposed to do, and earned ourselves nice comments from the instructor. We failed to complete the entire exercise, but had fun.
The next activity was hilarious. It was a game of balance, where 7 oversized men, both in length and width, had to pick up and drag two disobedient planks of wood over mines(not real ones, don’t panic), which had minds of their own. Our group’s leader was Rajiv Venugopal, who took his job very seriously and the following will tell you what happened. It was utter chaos. Rajiv – “3….2….1…. Left”, the whole team picks up the Right Plank, down goes Rajiv, and back to the start line. How do you ask 7 guys of average waist size 34 and height 5’8”, to stand on a minuscule plank, and then pull it along with a weight of 500 kgs on it. Hilarious! However we tried Greg Chappell’s and Buchanan’s Multi Captaincy theory, to minimum effect….Each leader would go down….Learning: Too many cooks(overweight), spoil the broth!
The next activity was Acid Lake. It consists of 3 drums, with 2 planks of wood. 9 people are supposed to stand on the two planks, and move ahead by moving the last drum to the first place, and repeat the procedure! 1 of our team members got a cramp, and fell off…We were disqualified thrice, but we managed the same distance as the other teams, as I ended up huffing & puffing (not the stick!) while trying to move the drum!
After that, had a round of football with people changing teams, changing places, and kicking anything that came in the way. Saw a new side of Ranjitrao Sir, as he played football in great aplomb.
After that, hung around with many people! Had dinner, again missed the chicken (Grr!!!), and then sang and danced around the bonfire with Sahil Kotru & Co., before we sang a song especially for “Mausi” – Sayantani Chatterjee, at 1 am in the night, and cheezed off the guards. I am sure she will remember it for the rest of her life, as our nautanki company sang & danced around her. Hung around till 3 am, and interacted with people, had a amazing time, and then as usual, went off to sleep. Woke up again, and followed the same procedure till breakfast.
After breakfast, had a nice game of co-ordination between teams, which can be conveniently called the brick game. In this, if a brick is left unused by any of the 4 teams, the brick will be removed from the game. We played hard, but 1 team failed to cross over to the other side. We were given a penalty of becoming a live train, in which each person has some definite roles! I was the Vada-Pav wala, with others like Gautam becoming the Chaiwallah and soft drinks guy….It proved a point, that if we do not manage with our jobs after the MBA course, we can always come and handle the businesses in a train compartment! People imitated every possible thing, from beggars begging to children crying!
The next exercise of the OBL was the Numbers game. In this, a team of 6 people run around, tapping their feet on tiles having numbers, consecutively. It was more like a tap dance/run session. I was reminded of the DDR( Dance Dance Revolution) joke of Russell Peters, with everyone running around like there’s no tomorrow.
The last and final activity was A-Frame! In this, 1 guy stands in the middle of a huge wooden frame, while 4 guys have ropes to move him.. It was a complete disorder situation, as Dishant tumbled, Rajesh fumbled, I bumbled and Aparna scrambled from one rope to the other, trying to reach the destination. But, somehow all we could manage was give Dishant a 360 degree trip around the same spot. Poor guy, must have been flustered.
After that, had lunch, ate loads of chicken(Yessssss!!) and headed for the last task, the loading of the bags. Me, Vyom, Sahil and Sudeep Sir loaded everyone’s luggage onto a minibus and took it to the buses. There we 3 had additional exercises, as we had to unload and pass everyone their bags. It was an amazingly boring task, and flustering too, since people had bought luggage that was enough for a small family vacation.
Returned to campus in the bus, and promptly slept off. The one person who enjoyed the bus ride back was Mr. Sanandan Atrey, as he discovered love (:P) ….. However the one thing that I forgot to mention was the AMAZING & UNLIMITED SOURCE of NIMBU PAANI which kept us refreshed…..It was possibly the best & most fresh source of Nimbu Paani I ever had….
Overall a great experience, and I would love to go again. Found new friends and bonded amazingly with some people. Was a learning journey, on how not to finish the chicken if you reach first, Respect Vegetarians, and have fun, the Old World way….by dancing around bonfires…singing “Chappa Chappa Charka Chale, Chappa Chappa Charka Chale,….” And “Sandeshe Aate hain…”.
Man it was fun. I personally feel I made a great choice by joining SIBM-B, and experiencing the difference. Truly, SIBM-B Rocks!!!
BLOGGER OF THE MONTH:
1st Runner-Up: Jins Jose (2009-11)
A picnic to the parade ground
It was the first week, I remember; we were still exploring the campus...and, I had seldom started conveying, anything more than a smile to the people around me in the new world. The moment I arrived college, life got too busy with orientation classes, assignments, yoga and so on; sometimes I found it difficult to cope with; I could find the greener side of my job, I had resigned just few weeks back... then came the news that all of us would be going for an OBL program at Pegasus. Hah, the change was a need indeed.
The buses were packed; all the ‘future managers’ got busy with anthakshari soon, which went on and on. I had got a special friend to share the seat; a handsome, ever-smiling young man who was about to lose his bachelor’s degree- Dr Vikas (it was his marriage after four days :-)). From the moment reached there, life at Pegasus was so vibrant. We all woke up early morning, trekked, played, and learned. We interacted with each other, did team building activities, and sang together in the late night along with Sandeep’s guitar.
Food was delicious there! Activities were filled with fun and challenge...some of them being too hard to try. Believe me dude, while there are smart and charming girls being part of the team, you won’t even know what hardness is. Even the typical military lectures by the officers were an entirely new experience. In one of the sessions, the officer asked each student for their favourite Hollywood movie; once everyone finished, they were asked to prefix it to “under my uncle’s pink pyjama”. Hilarious... there were Terminator, Vertical limit and even 300!
3 days with tonnes of fun and learning, got over like a blink.
Friday, September 3, 2010
"Men (and that includes the entire humankind. no sexual biases) hate birds."
On one fine morning in the year 1843 in the city of Pune (then known as Poona), Captain David Collingwood went out for an evening walk. Like all the other days for the past 3 years, he had had his afternoon nap; and then he had got up confused, asking his wife if it were evening or morning. Ms David Collingwood (like always) was ready with her usual answer, or the lack of it. Not caring about the mistreatment captain was subjected to, he went out for the walk. Following the same old gloriously inglorious path, he noticed that the banyan tree had grown by 3.367 inches in the last three years. He also secretly noticed that some of the flowers had changed colors. Since while noticing he was also walking, he reached junction x.
Ms Rosemary David Collingwood accused her husband that he lacked creativity because he never took the unknown path. This was the second last statement of the conversation (last being: could you please pass me the meat?). The conversation began with the game of "dear wifey, you tell me my weaknesses, and then I'll tell yours; in the end, we'll have a discussion on each of them; and later we'll try to improve ourselves on the basis of the decided terms." There was no tossing of coins; the wife began. And soon the game turned into the second most popular game among men (and that includes the entire humankind. no sexual biases): "dear wifey, you tell me my weaknesses, and then you shout back at me; later, you hit me while abusing me; then I'll finish my dinner and go to sleep only after you do the same."
Poona is formed.
Captain David Collingwood chose the unknown path to walk. While moving forward, Captain met three people/people-like organisms: one, a little Indian kid who was eating gola; two, three English girls playing battledore and shuttlecock (an early form of baddy); and third, a talking bird. The talking bird started laughing at captain. It/he/she belonged to zimosysis category of birds who have always found men (you know whom) funny. Captain, keeping his Englishness intact, lost his cool. He rushed back to the place where the three girls were playing; took one of the rackets; and reached back to only find the laughing bird flying away.
The following week, he kept on thinking about the bird. And seven days hence, his anger resulted in what you call today Badminton.
*He called it Poona.
Solve the mystery. Be Sherlock Hommy. Get a pat on the back from the person closest to you (ask him to do so).
The "Solve the Mystery" question:
Who is Rosemary?
a. A Flower.
b. Principal, St Joseph's School.
c. Captain Collingwood's Alter Ego.
d. None of the above.
Thank you Captain David Collingwood for the game of badminton. It's because of you that SIBM Badminton Team went to Pune to play Poona (alias Badminton).
1. Akhilesh Agarwal
2. Vivek Kumar Singh
3. Munish Bansal
4. Prashant Vaish
5. Sampada Vasishta
6. Nisha Sullia
Coach: Titus Raju
The team made us all proud by reaching the semi-finals stage.
By Jitesh Sharma
Monday, August 23, 2010
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
It's been more than a month, and I am pretty much late to give another insight into my days here (at Bangalore). It's not because am lazy, nor because my typing speed is that slow, and neither because I am scared of the over-usage of computers because of the dangerous electromagnetic waves they send that can harm your brain cells (it's a joke).
By the way, it's (the Bangalore experience) all been awesome.
The month was hectic; the month was fun. I won't write chronologically because I've lost sense of time; but I will write.
The Story of the Bomb: SYMBLAZE
Our very vibrant Extra Curriculars Committee came up with an idea of a party to welcome the Batch of 2010-12, which as I had said before - is very enthusiastic. The
freshers' party was a clear-cut insight into their (our) enthusiasm, for completely different reasons depending on your age and mentality. The music was loud; the party, louder.
And our Batch was not a disappointment. Not even close:
But this doesn't justify the title. After the unlimitedly infinite fun and a wonderfully delicious dinner, came in some unexpected visitors. I remember, I was holding the dinner-plate in my hands, thinking what came first - the chicken or the egg, that three masked guys (who looked like the ones you find in movies like Resident evil) rushed in, asking us to leave the place. Someone had shown his creativity or the lack of it by doing a prank call, informing the police that a bomb had been placed. We evacuated the place like the sincere beings we are. And after the prankness of the call was hence-proved, the enthusiasm took over yet again. And the party was back to party.
Overall, it was one memorable experience. One of those on which
short, amateur movies are made.
By Jitesh Sharma
Thursday, July 8, 2010
With the end of two golden years, the pioneer batch of SIBM-Bangalore stepped into the next phase of their lives. They not only took hundreds of memories along, but left an inspiring legacy behind: their steps shall be followed, their work must be continued.
On 16th June 2010, a new life breathed into the institute: the batch of 2010-12, with all their enthusiasm, stepped into the premises of Symbiosis Bangalore; and were welcomed by none other than – country’s inspirational entrepreneur – Kiran Mazumdar Shaw. The Guests of Honour alsoincluded some very prominent personalities like Mr. Abhijit Bhaduri, Chief Learning Officer, Wipro, who is an alumnus of XLRI and the author of the best seller books – Mediocre But Arrogant and Married but Available; Mr. Rajeev Karwal, Founder and CEO Milagrow, whose brand building efforts at LG, ONIDA, Philips and Electrolux are part of marketing folklore; and Mr. Ramanujam Shridhar, CEO, Brand Comm, who is a well-known face in the advertising, brand consulting and PR circles. The event was also graced by Dr SB Mujumdar, founder director, Symbiosis.
Prof Pankaj Gupta, in his Welcome Address to the new batch, impressed upon the students the need to maintain a balancing act, and to utilize their coming two years at SIBM Bangalore to the fullest. As Ralph W. Sockman once said: “The larger the island of knowledge, the longer the shoreline of wonder.”
By SIBM B