The bus was scheduled to leave from IIM-A at sharp 8 and it did. One thing about MICA. One cannot expect the world out of MICA. It has its limitations and one has to accept them at every corner stone be it before getting into the institute, while studying in it and after completing your course when you are all ready to face the market. In the scorching 45 odd degree temperature, we were taken in a luxury AC Volvo bus... no way ... It was apna normal bus with cramped up seats in which a huge enough person like me doesn't fit. People were still filling in their SOP's. One of my one-day-old friends asked me for one of her dislikes which was to be filled into the form. After all the stupid options we gave her she settled down for Anu Malik's singing. Of course that had to be followed by some sample Annu(that is how he spells it and she also did) singing. The back benchers including me continued with their antics. It was such a riot in the bus, for example when we reached the MICA campus few people actually started shouting "Nahi mummy mujhe school nahi jaana hain.. Main school nahi jaunga". Loads of fun moments like these made me relaxed a tad bit before all the drama that was about to unfold on the eventful day.
It was my second time at the campus. My first one was a brief information gathering visit when I was too shy or scared to even talk to anybody and gather information considering it is as my right. I hadn't observed the surroundings of MICA then as I had simply hurried through the place. This time I had all the time to do that. This time I had longed for it so badly. The fields were as lush green as I had seen in pictures, the red bricked walls gave a pleasing effect to my eyes, got the same warm vibes from the staff as I had got from each of their communications, there was a certain cool factor about the entire place and I was simply in awe of the expanse of the campus.
Got quickly divided into groups of 9-10 to go ahead with the process. Were made to sit in one of the classrooms. Felt nice to be in the AC after the burning bus ride.We were taken into the Group Exercise room. Two middle aged ladies standing within welcoming smiles. I thought so nice, they seem to be so harmless, and thought I was in for a pleasant experience. They begun. "What you'll have to do is create a TV news bulletin which would last for 5 minutes from the material we have provided to you. If you have any questions we are not here to answer those, you may sort them within yourselves. Time allotted to you will be 30 minutes. Before you start the exercise we would like you'll to wear these aprons with numbers on them which would help us in grading you'll properly" Wore the aprons, I developed nerves. Not too unexpected as I'm pretty much experienced in the field of developing jittery feet. The group started to discuss as on what should be done, my legs were shivering, wondered if that was happening out of nervousness or no intake of edible particles in the morning. Finally pushed myself in the conversation, told the group to first have a look at the material that was provided . Economic Times, Bombay Times, DNA Money and quite a few other papers were there. Along with 5-6 chart papers and a dozen sketch pens. The work had to be divided into working departments. Was late to take charge of things so decided to play a team supporting role. Took responsibility of content gathering from the newspapers provided, coordinated with the team assimilating the information on the chart paper. The examiners suddenly said, "ok. time up." ... (to be contd)
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