IIPM shit
Johnny | 29 November 2005, 3:26pm
What the hell does Prof BanBum mean, when he says, "These people, from IIT and all should be asked to pay back the penalty of not continuing in their specialisation, or else should be asked to do 7 - 10 years of Army or work in a government organization, before they can switch their career to an MBA stream. "
Those were not the exact words shat, but the actual words were even stupid.
I mean, what does he expect the poor IITians to do? Not to ever think about becoming a Manager, and always be absorbed into the techshit?
Doesnt he realise that there is something known as aptitude, which not all people are as fortunate as him to realise before entering into college at +2 level.
He also says, "MBA is a very low level course, and it doesnt require exceptional abilities to be taught."
So, he indirectly is blaming IIMs for their CAT patern. He says, there is a MBA mafia in INDIA right now. How profound, Mr Banbum? Can we have your expert comments about child marriages?
Current Mood: Angry
Current Music: 7/G
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Winters Plight
Johnny | 18 November 2005, 2:43pm
A bad Poem for u all. :D Ofcourse all of my Poems suck anyways.
This cold night
As I lay on the floor
Yearning for plight more
Then came the thinking bot
It took me to those fields
Where the grass laid still in the seeds
Trying to come Out of the Weeds
Thinking of the wound undone
Merry was the heart
Till it felt the part
I fell apart
Seeing the Juvenile Grass
Current Mood: Angry
Current Music: h
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He.
Johnny | 15 November 2005, 11:35pm
There was never a moment when he thought so much. He always used to trust his instincts more than anything else. But now, He always finds himself contemplating. About what? That, even he doesnt know.
He dreams of making it big. But, What is it?
He has seen far too many people, and very different people. He never believed in it. But, What is it?
He never made any promises ever, but he had let his ownself down once. That once isnt even past tense, because it just happened in the previous month.
He wants to stand on the top of a mountain. He wants to smoke weed over there. He will do that when he is in Norway.
Why does he carry his heart on his sleeve? When will he find his true soul?
He is Weird. He writes crap. He talks crap. He will die, soon very soon.
Current Mood: Sad
Current Music: Kannula Baashalu Theliyavu le
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SOP
Johnny | 3 November 2005, 2:05pm
I exist in this world to serve the mere, irrelevant , petty purpose of existence. I dont know why others exist but, in the limited capacity of my cerebral organs that have been conditioned in this whole so called society, vows to believe in the fact that there isnt any other purpose whatsoever for whomsoever.
If at all I am proved wrong then it has to be the fault of the society, cuz it has moulded the instincts, to become intelligence. It had crushed the emotions and grinded them to become pleasures. It has engulfed the whole unlimited space of madness to form a limited space of coherent thought. The thought which deceives its ownself.
I am not here to question anything. I assure that everytime I am recruited to this mechanical madness called world, I will abide by its order, and the dumbness profound of its inhabitants. I myself will also try to rise to the high standards of the madness, from the moment I am recruited without my knowledge.
I have the previous track record of existing 999 lives and my aim of existing 1000 worthless lives would be met with this brith. I shall strive hard not to think about the philosophical angle of life. I will earn lots of money, spend even more, on Materialistic things including Women. I swear to not show any emotions ever again.
Oh God let me die and be born again.
Current Mood: Irreverent
Current Music: Smack my Bitch up..
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