“Archit any question that you want to ask us?”
And the ball was in my court. After being queried for full 20 minutes I got the chance to turn the tables on the interview panel of IMI*. But what should I ask?
“Nothing Sir. I just want to know how my interview was though I am not at all willing to join your institute.”.....Wait I was not supposed to sound that silly. And just then a question popped up in my mind. I had been in the interview process of IMT Gzb* the previous day and in the presentation by their students they told that average placement figure as mentioned in their brochure was arrived at after a certain process and calculations. That left an impression on me that they had somehow manipulated it. And without citing IMT’s name I explained the incident to my interviewer and asked my question, “
Sir, don’t you think there is a need of transparency in the system?” After some explanations the person who I later found out while going through the IMI brochure once again, was the director (or Dean whatever is the highest post of a faculty in IMI) suggested me this solution which I really doubt any MBA aspirant would pursue once he is in a B-school, “
You students should stand up against such things. File PIL against such institutes (the term has become clichéd these days!!!! No??).
Organize yourself. Start your BLOGS..............” And my ears stopped hearing whatever he said after that word-BLOG.
What is this surreal thing which everyone is talking about nowadays?
How everyone except me is aware of this gobbledegook??
Where has this alien come from?
When has this avatar been made in e-World??
Why is so much fuss being created about these four letters??
Who has made this new tool to magnetize PCs ??
What...Why...When...Where...Who...How...?...?...?...?...?????
These questions kept on boggling my mind. After all we all sapient beings are prone to that very common “inquisitiveness syndrome”. And if you are one of those 1.463 billion internet users, this worm of curiosity is most likely to affect your CPUs (read brains) more than those plebeian folk without access to this digital world. I remember I was once reading an article on the pattern of internet usage in our very own TOI. As usual the article was highly spiced up nevertheless I am referring to the same to spice up my own blog. It discussed the intent to which the curiosity of a netizen can go by giving the example of an 8 year old boy who typed this question on Google
“why do a boy and a girl marry”
A weirder example of a girl in her teen age followed. She typed
“why does breast swell” (any answer??!!)
What answers they got was not mentioned in the article. If you are ‘curious’ enough you yourself type it on any of Search engines available on the Net.
OK I must tell I didn’t ask Uncle Google such Qs. One reason is – then I couldn’t. I am quite a new learner of the Wor(l)ds ‘e’ & ‘i’. (Though I felt like a veteran when I came to know that some of our NMytes* hadn’t had even their email ids till they were required to have one to fill online application forms for these b-schools. But still you may call me a novice in this field.) Another reason was that my high school biology teacher was too good to have left me inquiring about such things.
But that day I typed something which was as intriguing for me as those questions for those teens:
“blog”
Google Uncle gave me a list of sources from where I could get my answer. First of them brightened my eyes. Oh it is Wiki Aunt again! You are so sweet! From my entering the e-world or inception of this site (whichever was later---one of those phrases which we accountants find very handy to use- whichever is more/less, whichever is earlier and so on) this site has been my favourite. So the answer was there:
“A blog (a contraction of the term "Web log") is a Web site, usually maintained by an individual, with regular entries of commentary, descriptions of events, or other material such as graphics or video.”
Types of blogs, its history, popularity, references.....blah blah blah.
Eureka! I found out. Thanks Wiki Aunt. Thank You very much. When the whole world was mocking me You again came to my rescue. Now I know what a blog is.
But......it’s not yet over. Everyone has his/her blog these days, they all maintain it, popularize it and most importantly talk to others like me about it. (why not if you have it flaunt it) I don’t.
So the next step was to create a blog.
Again a How and a Where. I went to the previous page and to my joy another link shown read
“Blogger: Create your free blog”
I clicked on it with such a hurry as that link was going to disappear in a moment. And came before me was a webpage blue, grey and orange coloured. So colourful a monster! Create an account-Name your blog-Choose a template..I did all that.
Photograph??? I didn’t have my pic on the cafe's PC. So this time I went to Uncle ImageGoogle for help. But I knew Archit Chaurasiya is yet to be that much famous to have a photograph in the archives of Uncle ImageGoogle. So I raised my head and began thinking when I saw something pasted on the walls of the Cybercafe- an Indian tiger. Being an animal (especially chicken & fish) lover, I searched for Indian tiger’s image and put it in the photo box (which I soon replaced with another animal’s called Archit).
Now publishing Blog-My blog-My first blog.
Again a What. Oh what do you generally write in a logbook? I used to maintain a personal diary those days which I painstakingly kept hidden from my roommates. But one posts blogs because one wants to show it off (at least I was of this mind that time). So what to write...hmmmmmmmmm..Let’s do it tomorrow. Nope. Today right now.....Tomorrow.....Today.....
Oops a When again. I was caught between the two like an American then was caught between Barack Obama and Hillary Clinton to choose their Democratic candidate from. Oh got it, Barack Obama. I wrote a whole page about my opinion on what Obama means to India (which I had formed after reading a number of articles on the same). But I am sorry I deleted that post soon after coming to NMIMS* taking the privilege to go through a hilarious piece of work away from you. To compensate for the same I will soon post my first poem here. Just wait for the time being.
So now I too can flaunt and prattle about something which will make someone else to go through the same pain that I once suffered and being boggled by all those whats, whys, hows, whens and wheres. But all my Ws and H have been answered as of now. I created my blog that day.
FINALLY MY BLOG HAD ITS DAY. (Bow Bow)
*NMIMS: Narsee Monjee Institure of Management Studies (My college)
*NMytes: We ppl @ NMIMS
*IMT: Institute of Management Technology (a b-school in Ghaziabad)
*IMI: International Management Institute (b-school in Delhi)
[OK so how was it?? Too long? Too boring? Bad English (Oh I was advised to write in Hindi. I don't know whether the guy was too impressed by my Hindi or distressed by my English).......C'mon Hit it Hit Out! Please Post your comments because that is the answer of my 'Why'.]
