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Yesterday while I was sleeping in the afternoon, I saw a weird dream that I flunked a PT (Physical Training) examination at XLRI and that they are kicking me out of the college that too in the sixth term. I woke up with a start and felt strange – a bit out of breath. I checked the date and time, tried to recollect the way I wrote the exams and finally was reassured that the dreadful days of XL were over, I received the diploma, I have a job and that there was no such exam like PT in a HR course. I got up, drank some water, patted my back to have come out of such difficult times and realized I had a smile on my face because of that dream. I couldn’t help but remember how many times I woke up because of similar dreams with different versions and different classes: class X, XII even engineering. A few versions are as follows: You got up on time for the exam, reached the exam centre well in time only to realize that the admit card is missing. You rush back towards your home o

One of my friends (let’s call him Mamashri) doesn’t believe in the self-help books. I, on the other hand have derived immense benefits from them. Mamashri claims that a book will never be able to tell about him as much as he knows about himself. My argument is that people don’t know even the basics by which I meanthat there are certain things which should be present in everyone, but people don’t realize that. Many self-help books assist us in pointing those things out and bringing them to our notice. From them we appreciate their importance. One of those things is listening to others. I was in class XI when I first read a book called “Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus”. Though there were many concepts present in the book, I particularly liked the idea of giving a patient ear to others. The book told that half the problems between the two genders can be solved just by listening to each other patiently. I extended the concept to everyone. I have received innumerable c

The Plan It has become a ritual for the people at XLRI to visit places immediately after the sixth-term exams get over. The rationale is that this time before joining the job is the only time which is absolutely free with nothing to do, nothing to worry about and to relish. There is a major possibility that the passing out students would busy themselves in their coveted jobs and would not find time to visit places with friends in next couple of decades, or at least as freely as they will before joining. As far as money is concerned, the fathers can always be coaxed into giving this “one-final contribution” before the kids start getting hefty pay packages. The parents also relent. What more can be asked: time, money and friends!The world at our feet. The twelve of us set out for the trip to Goa and Rajasthan. It was incredible trip and while that trip was going on the plans for a Bhutan-trip was formulatedthough the seeds for Bhutan were sown way back when two of the seni