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Each year has some milestone events in everyone’s lives, which we cherish a lot. Stepping into the stone-walled campus of IIM Bangalore was the most significant milestone for me. It was one of the best decisions of my life.
IIM Bangalore has one of the most beautiful campuses in India, with greenery all around. It was designed by the celebrated architect B V Doshi, who received the 2018 Pritzker Prize.
The temperature here is perfect throughout the year, and the city of Bangalore adds to its sheen. IIM Bangalore is one of the most inclusive campuses with almost all parts of the campus being easily accessible to everyone. The beauty of the campus is mesmerizing, and one will easily fall in love with it.
My life at IIM Bangalore has been like a memorable fast-paced roller coaster ride. I literally did everything in my first month of IIMB; every single thing that I had done before joining IIMB, i.e., my entire life activities. There were near-instantaneous times of marvelous epiphanies that whatever I had done so far was so little, yet so significant. IIM Bangalore makes you realize the importance of your life and provides you with enormous opportunities to gain new skills every day. Living in hostels again, having amazing friends and seniors, excellent facilities, supportive professors, thrilling events, fests and celebrations, L square parties, project night outs, networking and bonding, experiences with startups, VCs, entrepreneurs, summer placements and some more parties (😛) are some of the mind-blowing memories in this short journey of 7 months. Oh yeah, let’s not forget about the education and the study hours too.
Life is all about choices. At IIMB, you are free to make your own choices. You even get to chose subjects of your preference from the third term itself, which is something unique to IIM Bangalore. When life gives you lemons, make lemonade. That’s what IIMB will teach you. There will be times when it will get insanely hard, and you might start doubting yourself. When going gets tough, the tough gets going. So never have a scintilla of doubt in your heart, ever! The support system of friends and seniors at IIMB will always be there for you. Hence, you will never be alone and IIMB will be like a family away from home.
There is so much to explore – from the shards of stars to the secrets of the seabeds. One can either dream about it or wake up and do something about it. So, Let’s do it. The Time is Now!
Na jaane kyu aj fir bhar aya hai ye dil..
Kya ye hai kisi puraani yaad ka saraab,
Ya toota hai koi naya sa khwaab.
Kya chhoote daaman ki hai ye chhaap,
Ya uthle Paani me doobne ka hai pashtataap.
Chhota sa dil, na jaane na pahchaane,
Moorakh sa sabko ye Apne hai maane.
Bhool Jata hai aksar ye un khanjaron ka Dard,
Tez garmi me bhi saha hai bhavnaon ka Sard.
Shayad sochta hai ke Kahi jayega koi ise mil,
Par Abhi bhi Na jaane kyu aj fir bhar aya hai ye Dil.
Tanha si hai Zindagi-e-maasum ye aisi,
Bina kisi sath ke hi guzarti chalti hai.
Jaane-anjaane bana li hai aadat aisi,
Ke ab khud ki hi parchhai se darti hai.
Well, for those who have watched FRIENDS, you will know what this is about.
But even if you haven’t watched, I hope you like these poems.
Who was right, who was wrong.. the debate will always go on… But I am presenting the emotions of Ross And Rachel after that incident.
Our love was vehemently cruising,
Piercing all hurricanes it sail.
Sinking like Titanic ironically musing,
Wasn’t it too big to fail.
Those hugs and kisses,
The coffee house now misses,
And our starry museum night.
What happened all of a sudden,
Did I push a wrong button,
Shoving me in a spot so tight.
You were mine I thought,
For me, with the world you fought.
It was supposed to stay.
“Ross and Rachel” were meant to be,
If only you had fully trusted me,
But “We were on a break” you say.
Such a big and dreadful loss.
Your words and actions no more rhymes,
Slaying me over and over a zillion times.
Shattered and wretched here as I stand,
I love you still but now ‘us’ must disband.
My childhood dream,
O the love of my life.
Always yearning for thy love esteem,
Destiny had me divorced my wife.
My love has always been you,
And it’s not a hyperbole but true.
For when you said yes I knew,
Our love shall never bid adieu.
May be it was my insecurity,
That made me doubt thy sanctity.
For you were busy and had no time,
I was still silly and you at your prime.
My love for you made me so blind,
How to trust men who are of all kind.
But I should have trusted you for you were mine,
But you asked me for a break, which wasn’t fine.
Shattered I left, I felt so low,
Your one statement was like a big blow.
Searching for solace in you, u left me bereft,
The price we had to pay was treacherously heft.
We were on a break, as u advocated,
Unfortunate it was, but love never abdicated.
I tried my best to hide it too,
Only if I had the power to undo.
When I said that she was different,
I didn’t mean to say.
My love for you is reverent,
Baby please don’t keep me at bay.
Look at me, look into my eye.
It was a mistake, please don’t cry.
I love you as much as you love me,
We were on a break, is my dire apology.
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When I look into your vehement eloquent eyes,
They talk to me and make me mesmerize.
How big can they grow and how deep do they go,
Everytime I gaze into them my heart and mind blow.
Sometimes I reckon if they have a world of their own,
Where you’re a princess seated on celestial throne.
The world having meadows full of scintillating flowers,
Where the nights are adorned by the rainbow coloured stars.
The crystal clear water runs along your castle,
And quotidian you thrive without any hassle.
The sparkling snowfalls that makes you smile,
The enticing fragrance of mud when it rains once a while.
The vibrant tinted trees are the reflection of your cheerful heart,
Where the rainbows gleam and that’s how your days start.
A world of dreams and desire to which you everyday retire,
Such lovely are your eyes that talk to me as I admire.
Just not those eyes which dream alike,
Even your eyebrows and eyelids get me out in one strike.
How alluring are those pretty eyelashes of yours,
Hitting me like a thunder, making me drop on all fours.
Those times when you blink and OMG your winks,
Every time my super strong ship of heart just sinks.
And when you are angry or want to do a sigh,
Girl you look so cute that my heartbeat goes high.
What a charm and what a dazzle your eyes possess,
Damn you are smoking hot with an elegant finesse.
All those unspoken stories that your eyes narrate to me,
Making me a part of the world that only you can see.
I fall deeper and deeper into your eyes’ unfathomable mystery,
Feeling blessed for being a part of such a vivid reverie.
Hope this poem made you remember those beautiful eyes you have fallen for at some point in time and have experienced something similar to this little creation of mine.
Innocents stay muted,
Their honour amputed.
We stay low,
As the bombs around us blow.
The takers never turn into givers,
That’s how inequality prolifers.
The shy is considered to be weak,
But light never fails to spread through a creak.
It’s a conjecture of those fools,
Who use emotions as their tools.
None can control the tides of time,
Weakness can be moulded into strength sublime.
Thus rise for it’s not the horizon you desire,
But the limitless sky that awaits your fire.
Wo tumhe chor kahe,
Tum shor samajh bhula dena.
Chori ki rah par chale bina,
Shauhrat itni kama lena.
Ped par lage falon par pathhar padte rahenge e-dost,
Apni kaamiyabi samajh unhe bhi apna bana lena.
Sweeping us into ecstacy,
This day finally dawned.
Finding ourselves engulfed,
In the seventh heaven and beyond.
May be a little lost,
Like an early morning frost.
But not so fragile we stand,
Rushed by memories of journey that spanned.
The wall’s exhilaration couldn’t even subside,
The green campus got our eyes open wide.
Mother nature adorning the Pritzker’s design,
Pleasure to the eyes and soul, manifestation of divine.
The names finally got their faces,
The many Hi-Hellos at all the places.
The euphoria never seems to cease,
With a delightful climate and pleasant breeze.
This place is undoubtedly the place to be,
A home sweet home and a family to be.
Day must give way to the night, but not today,
For it’s a dawn that shall never fail, we pray.
PS: Pictures have been clicked by various students of IIM Bangalore. You can check the Insta page of iimbangalore for more such pics. 🤘🤘