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By Neha Sharma, Class of 2008

 

I smiled, or rather smirked when I was told to write an article which spoke about woman and me as a woman in a so called mans world.

 

Considering I went to a so-called feminist grad school, The Lady Shri Ram College – where I studied English Literature, ive done my fair bit of writing about women from the Victorian to the romantic era – and I do know, it’s ALWAYS been a woman’s world. Just evolved over time.

 

Woman today, are tough, ambitious and know exactly what they want. I know I do. I always aspired to be happy, look for my silver lining – I looked for it under heaps of books that I read, in order to write my own.

 

Also under dusty rickety theatre seats where I sat and directed many plays, having lofty dreams of performing on Broadway.

 

Like many young people, I wanted to be everything at once. But life has other plans, and I chucked it all up to do an MBA at Infinity Business School.

 

Mind you, I was still relentless and passionate but awfully sullen and sulky about it ! I was made to recite a poem, talk about the last book I read AND perform a scene from my last play in my interview. And the drama dint end here!

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By Isheeta Gupta, Class of 2005

 

People always want to know what makes my skin glow. It's easy...all it takes is Sauvignon blanc, Cabernet and a chunk of Camembert.

 

We all need something to make our lives more exciting –something that we are passionate about that allows us to express ourselves creatively. If you haven’t found one already, it’s never too late to find something new to learn because age doesn't matter unless you're a wine! It can be anything that tickles your fancy. For me, I found one that tickles my palate. There is nothing I enjoy more at the end of the day than drinking good wine and come winter, the quintessential combination of wine and cheese.

 

Fortunately for me, ambition and passion came together in the business of wine. After my first job at a tobacco company, I decided to join my father to help him set up his wine company. When I started out in the wine business, I knew nothing of wine (except for all the wine I’d knocked off my parents bar when they were away!!!). It took a lot of reading and tasting to figure out what’s going on.

 

There were days at the beginning when I found many customers egoistic and trying as they kept you waiting.  It meant learning people skills in dealing with this diverse group of customers. It also meant acquiring knowledge of the complex web of red tape that confounds Business in India. Starting a business involves everything from designing websites, strategising, financial planning and implementation, which is quite a diverse set of skills unlike a compartmented job in a multinational.

 

My MBA coupled with my work experience has helped me greatly to learn how to address problems and their solutions in a logical and systematic way and has given me the confidence to do business.

 

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By Aparajita Sharma, Class of 2003

 

The confessional screen throws intricate patterns of light and shade across my mind as it time-travels back to 2001. The first thought I confess; of association with my alma-mater is one of relief- not being a ‘teenage drama queen’ in a pink pair of stilettos to begin with. The theatricality of young adult hood has mellowed into a Scott Adams quoted “We’re a planet of nearly seven billion ninnies living in a civilization that was designed by a few thousand smart deviants” philosophy.

 

The second confession as I retrace into memory lane, is the overwhelming feeling of uncertainty- the ‘Risk’ factor in gaining admission into a new institute that no one had heard of. Not that Life is without the pitfalls of risk altogether, from the multi-coloured currencies that slide between the paws of the “Street” Kings- Mr Bull and Mr Bear, numerous health and environmental hazards through our largely self-created carbon footprints, to the plague-like proportions of global terrorism. There is also the highly improbable, yet chance occurrence of being hit by a flower pot having accidentally discovered gravity from a high rise ledge, and making a perfumed, yet rather quick descent to a splattering finale of itself and my head.

 

 We were a ‘Starship Infinity Enterprise’, voyaging into uncharted territories of combining high quality post-graduate education with the collective brand building of an Institution, an Identity for posterity, sans a pointy-eared Vulcan and other non-hominid species as our Professors and the Management. The faculty, most of whom are institutions in themselves, waved their magic wands at very well structured courses that beckoned like strobe lights. Some courses seemed easy, yet gruelling like summer camp programmes, while others made some of us want to serve trout instead, to Hannibal Lecter in an Alaskan log cabin. It was a heady feeling, the early 2000’s, as brand India Inc. surged ahead and we entered the centrally air-conditioned, and impressive marble laden corridors of intoxicating business buzz words, concepts and ideologies, coupled with high-tech teaching paraphelia, stylized woodwork and frosted glass cubes. Warren Buffet’s sheer legend dominated our conversations and idolization as much as the flamboyance of Richard Branson and our own Dr. Vijay Mallya. 

 

Project deadlines regularly beeped ‘Code Red Eye’ as our all-night, prodded open, bloodshot optic nerves peered anxiously at weekly report submissions and power point presentations; while the caffeine-addled brain struggled to wonder if this eye condition was in reality the norm in the corporate world. Some of us also wondered though if we would have to co-ordinate it with our ties and manicure! The regularly interspersed subject examinations narrowed the concept of time from hours to seconds as the brains attempted hyper-drive functionality like a Formula One race car. Our feet quickly learnt to think on themselves and simultaneously co-ordinate with the grey cells, as much as our melting pot of personalities amalgamated into a unified, golden goblet called Teamwork. We ran our own Olympic marathons - spanning night and day towards achieving the top grades, where visions of orchard-full rosy “A”pples rained or stadiums of cricket “B”ats chased our lazy rear sides.

 

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By Sagar Malik, Class of 2009

 

I belong to a strange generation. The world thinks we’re people with no morals and too many tattoos. But to us, love is the most natural thing in the world. Like defiance, or Facebook. And that’s because we’re a more socially aware and culturally inclusive society than the one our parents built since we do not exist in a flatter world with fewer boundaries.

 

We hate the tags that we’ve been given. We’re not Generation X or Y, or the ‘Upload Generation’. No definitions are universally applicable. We’re just looking to find our place, and trying to make sure it’s a place we can live with, and live in. Sometimes we’re disillusioned; at other’s blind hope is sustenance. And three years ago, I – the poster-child for this confused generation - walked into Infinity Business School.

 

I came to Infinity fresh out of three years of Literature, unsure it was the right way to go. In a world of sniper rifles, I was behaving like a shotgun. I knew an MBA would give me lots of options to carve out a career from, and the two years would give me time. During those two years, I also hoped to grow up. At that point in time I was unsure about what I wanted to do with my life. All I knew was that I wanted to finish a book I had started over a year ago, and I wanted to work without being another corporate sell-out whose everyday was different. Personally and professionally, I just wanted creative satisfaction.

 

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By Niti Jain, Class of 2007

 

 Whoever said life doesn’t give you second chances, wasn’t trying too hard.

 
Or well, everyone gets a first chance but second chances need to be created. If there were no second chances, there would be no Harry potter had JK Rowling taken the half a dozen rejections seriously. There would be no Walt Disney had he given up when the newspaper he worked for fired him for lack of imagination. Abraham Lincoln would not be known as an American president had he given up on one of the eight elections he lost and two businesses he failed at or after a nervous breakdown.

 
Failure, therefore, is not when you lose a chance; failure is when you give up. What is important is how you deal with a setback and how you approach the second chance. The keyword is “You”.


However, there are a few lessons to be learnt on the way. It is perfectly acceptable to miss an opportunity, lose a chance or make a mistake. It is important to take responsibility. It is alright if your work turned out to be mediocre, but it is important to put in your best effort and know that ‘your’ best is not ‘the’ best. It is important to put your name on paper, to take pride in your signature, to stand up for yourself. It’s about integrity. It’s about pride.


To quote Morgan Freeman from ‘Million Dollar Baby’, it’s about knowing that “the best way to deliver a punch sometimes is to take a step back. But step back too far and you’re not in the game anymore.”  It’s about knowing the difference. It’s about creating a balance. It’s about realising the difference between ‘needs’, ‘wants’ and ‘desires’. It is about knowing, your capabilities, your capacities, your snap points, testing your endurance, your strengths and weaknesses and it’s about capitalising on them. It’s about realising that a certificate is not a magic wand that would place you on the top of the corporate ladder.

 
It’s about accepting the fact that even though you had to take a step back, you’re in the same game as the graduates from the best B-Schools in the country. It is the same corporate world you are fighting in and the same place you are fighting for. The ‘best’ would always win and no certificate makes you any better or worse. Once you are in the game, all that matters is how good you are at it. The keyword is “You”.

 
And these were my lessons in life at Inbuss.

 
Inbuss was my second chance. It wasn’t a dream. The dream was higher; and after two attempts at CAT and not making it to the IIMs, I decided any more attempts and wasting another year would mean stepping too far and not being in the game anymore. It was time for Plan- B. My criteria to choose a B-School was faculty, placements, management and alumni. Another thing that tipped the scale towards Inbuss was the number of seats they offered. It was not a 400 students maddening crowd. It was representative of quality over quantity.

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By Akash Puri, Class of 2004

 

(Akash was placed from campus as an ABN AMRO, Van Gogh Preferred Banking Relationship Manager. From there he moved to HSBC, Dubai as an AVP, Premier Banking and thereafter to RBS, Singapore as a Suitcase Banker to handle the European and South East Asian NRI Markets.  He has now now returned to the country and started Pankh: an initiative to organise vocational skills’ training programmes for women below the poverty line and to provide employment avenues for them thereafter.) 

 

I don’t know what I was thinking when I chose to write upon this subject.  And I wish it was as simple as to paraphrase a list of ticks that make an Infinite or Inbuss standout from the rest.  However, on the contrary and as much as I like it to be, just as there isn’t a shortcut to success, there isn’t such an effortless answer to this question.  Imprudent of me, but in the true Inbuss spirit, I will rise to the challenge to pen it down to the best I can.

 

Lofty as it sounds, Inbuss’ spirit is not to create students in its own image, but to develop students who can create their own image.  Infinites are a part of an ever evolving institution that celebrates diversity and prepares us for our future.  To do so, numerous hours are spent on us during the Personality Enhancement Programme sessions to enable us to always bring forth the individual in us that makes us who we are. 

 

Simply put, Inbuss is a lot more than brick and mortar.  It is a campus of values.  The inmates are not treated as mere bench occupants, seeking the much sought after degree, but as individuals who are an integral part of the Infinite Corporate Team in pursuit of a common organizational goal- To become the best in every aspect by constantly challenging the comfort zones.  Inbuss encourages us to face our fears.  And this is done through continuous 1-1 counseling sessions, where we are encouraged to select subjects and assignments that we may not have taken otherwise.  Any apprehensions to do so are willingly dealt with by assigning extra classes and progressive mentoring. 

 

What they teach at Inbuss:

 

Be dynamic: Don’t wait until you know everything you think you’ll need to know. Take action. Learn. Take action. Repeat.  There is no substitute to hard work.

 

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