An angry post

I started this blog with the intention that I will post regularly. Being in the final semester of this MBA course, after getting placed, any normal student is supposed to chill. The system is not allowing me to do so. I am very angry now. Any one who is reading this post in search of some fun, please don’t read it. If you want to really enjoy this post then better bring 100 grams of red chilly powder, sprinkle it on your monitor and eat a tablespoon of the same. Done? Now, you are ready to read this post. Continue reading!

My first enemy is the service marketing professor who spoiled my dates with my blog by giving a dating assignment. Our group has to give a case presentation on Match.com, the world’s largest online dating portal (though half a dozen more portals claim to be so). We had to make a study on how they lure their customer and what kind of services they offer. As usual more than two days were spoiled because I have to mentally prepare myself to work. Finally when I was prepared, I had to deliver it in front of a class which was more interested in dating than listening to a dating case. Who cares for how they date in US and the UK, when it is tough to get a date in the same college.

Our effort didn’t go in drain. Our presentation was finally well received by the professor. Except for the question which made me think that I should have visited more porn sites than visiting review and dating sites. His question was in sync with my earlier post. Simple question “What is the difference between lesbian and gay?”. This happened to be a question which I could remember for a lifetime. May be I will highlight it in my resume as one of my qualities “Ability to answer sick questions”. Anyways I answered it with a typical MBA touch. An MBA’s answer is one which is clear as one’s head but invisible as one’s brain (I know that you didn’t understand anything, but this is called as a typical MBA’s answer).

Story of the dating case ends there, whereas other horror stories are waiting for me. Tomorrow is the day for one more presentation. Now, I want to know that gentleman/ woman (I don’t give room for feminist or masculinist) who invented this process called as presenting something on stage. You go well dressed only to look like a clown, you can not publicly give galis to those who talk in between and disturb, and you have to keep a smile in your face even though your urinary bladder is laughing at you. Ufff! A presentation tomorrow. I have loads of interesting things to write in my blog. I want to share with you my experiences while circumnavigating Pragati maidan, a story on Aloo becoming Narada muni, a few funny dressing sense that I have observed of late, what it takes to live with a room mate who don’t have a girlfriend and a few exciting news about professors. Wait for that. I will write once I am free…