Philosophies and religions of the world exalt all human beings to forget about the past, not worry about the future and live in the present. Live- in the moment, for the moment, forever in the moment. The hoi-polloi undertakes arduous yoga asanas, breathing exercises, abstinence, renunciation, meditation, fasting, et al, to find this pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Someone above seems to love us SCMHRDians very much- we don’t have to go through this rigmarole to learn one of the most important lessons that life has to offer. We learn it here at SCMHRD, and I am not talking about Vedanta (obviously!); don’t worry its not an additional subject either (whew!). Its part and parcel of life at SCMHRD- you see it, don’t you? After two days of non-stop OB role-playing with five people of diametrically opposite personality types, we juniors surely do. After spending a little more than an year here the senior batch must do too! With so much being packed into each day, you hardly have time to sulk about the future or lament over the past- you live in the present. Finish Marketing assignment. Study for FCQ. Study for Back(s) (). Freshers’ Party shopping. Committee meeting. Learning group meeting. PLC batch meet (!!!). Read Finance Sense/ Marketing Warfare. Sleep (???). Attend classes. Go to Mezza9/ Talk About. Hangout at the cafeteria. Non-acads. Night long sessions- assignments, gossip, movies, music,.. City-hopping. Just do it- enjoy it (some you can’t of course), live it (some you barely manage to live through!) and move on. For there is a whole new world awaiting you- full of more challenges, more opportunities, more tasks to be accomplished, more fun and frolic to be had, more fiestas to eat, more laughters to be shared, more people and places to be explored. There may be some of us who hate the frenetic pace of life here- the unending mad-rush towards God or only Subbu Sir what! O yes this is madness, and it is madness that is being ingrained in us- to live our every living moment to the fullest, to the very last drop of blood that flows through our muscle and sinew. But it is only the mad who drive this world, take it forward- for they don’t, can’t think or act like the ordinary men and women around them and that’s what makes them stand apart in a crowd, at its vanguard. Avante garde- that’s what all of us are being moulded into here at our alma mater.

P.S.: The above is a copy-paste job from what I wrote for "from the editor's desk" for my college newsletter...at 3:30 a.m can hardly be expected to come up with something new! I am just so glad to get my username and password back for this blog that I had to post something...lets see if and when I better myself...cheers!