So here is the deal... They bring you here, feed you, show you the big dreams, and then make you sign your own ransom bond. The only bright spot is that they call it the honor pledge... You sign it, and it basically means that you have signed on for one year of torture, just because you want to earn a million a month after the second. Did anyone hear me complaining... na! just my cynical self standing up and making sure that i dont let myself be taken for granted.
But one thing is certain. this is a management institute in India. Albeit the best school, but still in India. So there is stuff like lack of Internet access, strict traditions and adherence to those that you need to take for granted! Nope, no complaints again. I would love to follow the traditions, and this note is made just for the sake of it.
Another thing that is special is that this place is hot and sticky and wet. And that in totally the non-erotic sense. So a cooler, a blazing fan, and even open doors leave you sweating and gasping for some relief!
Overall, well... nothing great shakes! Lets see if i find time to reflect more on this later!
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