I have always wanted to do an MBA….and I have spent so much time trying to conquer that dream that somewhere in between “diversifying my profile” and slogging my butt off….I forgot why exactly!! So while waiting for the results of one of my applications (I was dinged….I’m still waiting on a few more though) I spent some time actually trying to track back and “get in touch with my roots”. I still have not been able to unearth why I originally wanted an MBA! But my findings are below:
College
My MBA dream originated before college….but this is the farthest I am able to track it… I wanted it because all the technical stuff I learnt or attempted to learn as an engineer had meaning only if they were useful to the common man… I wanted to be an agent that delivers technical findings and cutting edge to the masses to help make life easier. Utopian and all…but when I learnt about the carnot cycle…what really mattered was how it was used to study thermodynamics and how the results translated to practical use! I was never awed by fascinating theory…I enjoyed simple practical application. I believed an MBA (rather than an MS…that’s the other route engineers take to satiate their craving for a life purpose) would help me attain the acumen to bridge the gap between the commercial and scientific world!
First year at work
Was happily in love after having almost wrecked the relationship with the most wonderfulest person in the world. She was going to go away to the USA to do her MS, she was the conventional types. Needed to fit into her world…needed to be accepted by her family…I could do that with an MBA from a good institute… could redeem some pride, that which I had lost after not graduating from IIT or BITS or REC. So now there was an ulterior motive behind my goal…and this is where the “reason” was beginning to get lost.
Second year at work
She was in the US now…so distance allowed / forced me to focus on work, I worked harder to keep myself from missing her---> getting frustrated ---> doing something stupid --->breaking up --->blaming distance for the failure of a wonderful relationship. Of course she being away meant being less reminded that I wasn’t from a premier institute like her or almost all of her other friends and family…so that aspect began to dilute. However, my focus at work threw open so many “managerial” venues that fascinated me, so now I wanted an MBA to get to know how and why these corporates do things the way they do and why not in a simpler efficient way…like what I saw in my head. I had to find out why HR existed (I swear HR is the most redundant aspect of any organization). So this is where I began obsessing over top line, bottom line (Pri….dont pull a Joey and laugh at this), productivity et al. I wanted an MBA so I could improve all these things. Now, at this stage I wanted an MBA because I wanted to be a better manager than those around / above me!
Third year at work
Excelled at work, I mean really kicked booty…couple of promotions, delved deeper into the management world. Six sigma, mathematical modeling, developed interest in theatre and saw that as a venue to engage my management know-how. Spilling with ideas, no boundaries, no limits….creative epitome and excitement ebbing about an MBA…and soon a huge reality check…I really cannot afford to get this wrong….I need to get into a good b-school and quick. My parents are getting old, so are her parents…so am I and so is she!! We need to get married soon. “You need to settle down Arun….where are you going with your life…what are you doing, are you taking steps to get where you want, why don’t you discuss any of this with me?” asks dad! Now I’m almost back to where I was at the First year of work. She’s still there…I’m still here…we are still madly in love with each other but the pressure is mounting, clocks ticking and I have a feeling I’m being watched…monitored…measured….judged!!
GMAT 1 not good enough….squirmy feedback from important people…I take a break, thank you Antony Robins and other self help people, and try again…GMAT 2 made the cut. Happy?…transient happiness is the worst…Applications begin…write your essays and have them reviewed….don’t submit applications late, some good feedback and suggestions from important people. Productivity at work dips, boss expects a lot more…my track record featured when he gave his projections to his boss…and I’m so of track now…pressure from a new front. And now I lose track of why I wanted an MBA…and how do I realize I’ve lost track of the reason…first question in all my applications “Why is an MBA a critical next step toward your short- and long-term career goals?” and I’m answering that question 5 times in 5 different ways (with so many ulterior motives) thinking I am cleverly camouflaged and will not be discovered.
I blog about this cause an old friend asked me if I was fulfilling my purpose and was satisfied with my being. I told her I was and that I always wanted to be an entrepreneur and I wanted an MBA. She said I had a harmonious energy about me and that I’ve turned out well. First real words of comfort in an otherwise judge-ey world!! Wait for the big fish to come your way and don’t panic…it will come cause the universe is with you. Wow!
I’m stepping into the 4th year at work…I have plenty of reasons to do an MBA…but I will do it because it’s on the path to discover my purpose…it’s a goal that has kept me “harmonious” despite the badgering my ego and id took! My purpose is a lot of things…staying madly in love with her (Shes the bestest in the world incase I haven’t mentioned before), getting an original idea and entrepreneurially excelling in reaching it to the masses, redeeming my pride amongst a pantheon of academic gods, and most of all giving back to my parents who didn’t dissolve when it rained acid….and created that aura of harmony while soaking up the pain.
I will wait for the big fish… a little happier now! Thanks you guys! :D
Blind Dating is so passé...we Indians prefer Blind Wedding
Not too long ago an acquaintance of mine set her gtalk status message to “Do you know anyone in Thorraipakam CTS?” and since I work in the recruitment industry, I understood that she was possibly looking to change her job. Being the naïve idiot I am, I buzzed her saying I knew someone who worked in the HR department in that office. Her response amused the crap out of me!!!
She was looking for “background information” on some poor guy who worked there!!! And it wasn’t even for her….it was for a friend of hers!! Imagine my surprise!!
It just felt wrong trying to dig up dirt on someone you don’t even know (or at least being a part of a group that did). But I did end up helping her gain some more info on this poor guy….and here is why.
First of all, this is standard protocol apparently and the guy could be looking her up as well. Second, her parents have given her the luxury of deciding whether or not she wants to spend the rest of her life with this guy but of course she cannot meet him or even talk to him. She has two days to make her decision and so, given her confined freedom, she cannot verify anything more than if he works where he said he does and if anyone at his workplace has anything bad to say about him. Thirdly, and this is the most important reason of them all, I decided to help her because the numbers just seemed to add up…let me elaborate…
There are a lot of us who do get into relationships and eventually get married to our respective partners and there are a lot more of us who subscribe to the whole arranged marriage custom (willingly or unwillingly) and get married to complete strangers based only on an online profile in some matrimony site. Both forms of marriages have couples facing ups and downs, sharing joy and facing problems. A few couples may end their marital vows but this is never attributed to the fact that the marriage was arranged. In fact I have only heard stories of bitter divorces from the “love marriage” side of the scale and although divorces also occur in almost same numbers in the arranged marriages demographic, they aren’t as bitter as the other side.
In the end…the order in which love and marriage appear in one’s life is fairly non consequential. It just goes to show, if you want your relationship to work, you can get it to work. And with the arranged marriages scheme, you sidestep the pain and heartbreaks most people go through pre-actual-relationship. So it’s a good practice practically speaking, especially if you’ve burnt your hands trying to find the perfect partner by yourself. I am against people forcing someone to get married to a stranger when that person already has a committed relationship with a person they believe to be their life partner. That’s just fundamentalist and scary!! Blind wedding concept, however, seems like fun and is possibly just as effective as and more exciting than the love marriage.


