Accidental Writers.

Its 3am in the night. I returned home at around 12 from work The day's going to be an early one tomorrow (oh, it's today already) as well. The logical step for me is to sleep right now. Like 'get-as-much-rest' as you can type? So that 'you-will-be-fresh-for-the-work' type? Oh, but this confession can't wait. Not anymore. It's already been quite late. Yup, after such a long time, I have a confession to make I am a self-obsessed, materialistic person, who is more curious about his facebook notifications and Instagram likes than anything else. A typical bachelor, living in some good part of a metro, working in some good consulting firm (and thinking that his friends still work at a better place), who is tired of eating the 'not-so-good' food made by his maid, and doesn't care if he spends a significant portion of salary on Swiggys and Zomato's of the world. An emotional moron, who still cries over the broken relationships, dru...

It was not my fault. Or maybe, it was completely my fault. The day wasn't much pleasant, but it wasn't going bad as well.  I had met the co-author of this blog that day, and he really inspired me.  I had an easy WAT topic, and I believe I had created a good piece of essay. And I had almost had a good interview. But..... Yes, I couldn't control myself. I just couldn't. I realised it a long after I walked out of the room. Rather, I realised it when I didn't get an admission in IIM L. If only................... Yes, if only I had not said that (sigh!). So, let me do a flashback, and let's revisit that day again: -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "May I come in, Sir?" I asked politely. I wasn't much nervous. It was my 6th interview, and I was used to interviewers-asking-me-awkward-questions-and-making-fun-of-me. Rather, I wasn't thinking about ...

Background: I failed to score well in CAT 2015. I had converted a new and baby IIMs, but decided to not join them. Also, I had not taken any placement from my college’s placement process, coz I wanted to start something of my own. I had tried to convert my final year engineering project into a product but failed in that too. So, after graduation, I formed a team of a few like-minded people and started developing Android apps and websites. So, basically, I was neither a fresher nor an experienced person :p WAT: How can we improve the quality of primary education in India? (I think I nailed it. I had already written a similar answer on Quora, so I knew a few stats and I used them profusely. And, fortunately, the writer in me came up with a few good metaphors and analogies. A pat on his back. He deserves it.) Interview: 3 profs. Let's call them P1, P2 and P3. Duration: around 40 minutes (yes, it was a very long interview. So I will share only the relevant part). ...

Mumbai is hot (literally). And it feels even hotter when you are wearing a suit. Wear a tie if you want to add a pinch of suffocation. If you will add the tremendous amount of sweat and the humongous pressure of an IIM Lucknow interview, then I guess you'll get a recipe to make a perfectly roasted Abhishek. And this roasted Abhishek was having a really terrible time that day. He had failed to catch the bus he was supposed to. He had somehow managed to reach Andheri in time, just to find that he had forgotten to charge his phone in the night and now was unable to book an Uber or Ola (or even to call his mum, and he knew that he has to face the consequences of such a 'terrible crime' later, once he would return to Pune). He got robbed by a rickshaw driver, who charged him 100 bucks to go to the hotel, which was hardly a km away from the place at which he had made a mistake of getting into that rickshaw without asking the fare. And after reaching the centre, he had rea...

“What are you studying, beta ?” I hate when people disturb me. I hate it the most when I am reading or studying. So, with a dash of anger, I looked at the old person sitting next to me, in that second class coach of that train, which I had boarded from Mumbai and would take me to Ahmadabad. After a failed attempt to crack CAT 2015, a couple of failed attempts to start my own company and 3 months of intense preparation (or maybe, just preparation), I had managed to (somehow) get an interview call from IIM A (nothing to be happy about, I screwed it up big time). I was happy as hell; But there was a problem: my interview was scheduled at IIM A campus, that too on the very first day of the interview season and I wasn’t prepared for it at all. I had decided that I would prepare for my 8 hour train journey to Ahmedabad and crack the interview (well, I couldn’t do the both) and I had started reading my notes, then as I said before, the old person sitting next to me asked me the above que...