Wednesday, 26 September 2012

My journey to LBS


There comes a stage in our career where familiarity breeds strategy! It was precisely at this stage that I recognized the need to enhance my technical skills, to make a geography shift and to gain global exposure. Soon began my search for the right course and school. London had always fascinated me since the first time I heard about the city during my mom’s visit in 1989. Everything about London points to its diversity – right from its people to its architecture. It’s one of the financial centres of the world. According to me, so is LBS! In the coming year, I look forward to a truly global experience, lifetime associations, loads of fun, wonderful memories and of course, hard work!

My journey to LBS is one of nostalgia, founded on the cornerstone of foresight with pillars of toil. My preparation for GMAT and the application process were clearly sandwiched between the crazy 70 hour work weeks, not to mention handling social and family calls. While getting admitted to LBS is a milestone, successful course completion is like scaling a mountain peak, though the discipline that got me here is sure to see me through!

Thursday, 13 September 2012

Chennai to London: A journey unto LBS


Before embarking on the journey of sharing my experiences about life at LBS, I personally think that it's quite important to pen down my experiences of what it took to get to LBS! The glory of being here would only then be justified!

It was my vision to be part of one of the top universities of the world. Given that I was safely encased in my comfort zone back home didn't help one bit in getting my dreams to become a reality. It took two years of coaxing and cajoling during the waking hours, apart from the sustained thoughts of ambition that kept me awake through the night, to get me moving – from Chennai to London!

Everyone who enters LBS has a story of toil and risk to tell! Only few are very lucky in the sense that things magically unfold and fall into place sequentially and magnificently! But, don't forget, these lucky few also had to invest a lot of effort!

I was working for a bank in India and had to put in 72 hours of work a week (minimum). Had just one day to myself, Sunday! While the urge to get out and gain global exposure was overwhelming, prudence demanded that I keep my job. The remaining hours of the week saw me juggle my attention between family, friends, GMAT preparation, the application process, consolidating my wisdom of the last six years and an hour of social service once in two or three weeks amidst contemplating ways to resolve issues at workplace. I know this sounds crazy, tedious, quite challenging in fact; but today when I look back at those good old days (good, because without those days, today would have remained a fantasy), trust me, what I went through is beyond my own comprehension. But passion does that to all of us - drives us to perform despite testing circumstances. I have a few classmates who lost their jobs amidst the on-going Euro crisis and instead of losing faith in life and beginning to coin it destiny they converted their loss into an opportunity by preparing for the GMAT without losing much time and going through with the whole process of getting admitted here.   It takes such an undying attitude to get here. Money is a constraint to a majority of us, so planning ahead is also required.





Admitted to London Business School! 'Invincible' becomes quite tangible.







The orientation day, the first day at school happens at the Mansion House, London, the residence of the Lord Mayor of London and you feel on the top of the world. 

It feels incredible to be part of this diverse and intellectually superior crowd. Excitement oozes from every pore of your being. Classes begin soon and the subjects seem quite familiar. Most of the topics are not unknown to the group and it is a feel-good factor because you think you really can sit back, relax and enjoy listening to the lectures. Only after a couple of sessions and an assignment later it dawns on you – ooooops – nothing at LBS is a cakewalk, merely because what you’ve always known is more of ‘theory’ while what is being imparted in LBS is more of ‘application’.

When you reach LBS you think you are smart, but after you interact with the intellectual pool - classmates and professors, you are amazingly humbled! Everything around you drives you to excellence - positive forces!

This is my first time away from family and interacting with my classmates has been an enriching and splendid feeling. There is so much to share - joy, knowledge, fun, stories and lifetime of associations to be made! Once you set foot here, you soon realise that LBS becomes your world, a home away from home!

Day before leaving India


There is always a first time for everything.

Leaving the country on a long term trip and packing for the same was a first for me!

Most of the things fell into place only during the last two weeks - visa/formalities at work/trip itinerary. I went absolutely crazy putting the necessary things together. Despite having the last week to myself to get the required things done for the relocation, I had an endless list of things awaiting me on my last day in Chennai.

I was on my toes since the time I woke up at 7.00 in the morning. Had to run quite a few errands, from collecting paintings that were given for framing, gifting them to the concerned people,  meeting my boss, sorting out banking related operational issues, taking care of 'safe custody' of my mobile number, to getting ready for a farewell dinner.

It took the whole day to run the above errands. Got back quite late after the dinner, which was the highlight of the last week - infinitely relaxing and in extremely special company! As I entered home at 10.30 p.m I sensed a calm within me (something, that had eluded me in the past week). The calm then was turning out to be responsible for the joy and excitement I felt. It elevated me from the dread I felt whenever I thought of what lay ahead - fear of the unknown!

I still had to check the documents, certificates and do the final packing. This took another hour, after which I retired for the night. I was dead beat, notwithstanding which my mind took me through people dear to me who I wouldn't be able to see for the next year and also through places dear to me where I wouldn't be able to set foot in the next year. The thoughts were overwhelming and pushed me  over the edge - I knew the tears were inevitable! I was restless through the night and too far away from reality to catch up with my beauty sleep.

I had taken a decision and was prepared to do anything to make the most of it, I was confident that I could manage, I trusted myself - the final and reassuring thoughts before I closed my eyes for a few hours of disturbed sleep!