Trying to get my first moments of existence being felt in the bloggers' world.
This is going to be my way of letting my heart (and mind at times) spill on to the keyboard and channel through the wires to your screens. :D
After almost two years of going round and round from business school websites to Thomson Prometric's Safdarjung Enclave center, I today have two admits and one pending application. I have been admitted into Thunderbird, the Garvin School of International Manangement and the Schulich School of Business, York University, Canada. An IT engineer by education, I have scummed to Y2K and could never see (better still.....tried to see) beyond ITES. Currently in an international research organisation for the past three oh so wonderful years, I have logged on to the businessweek rankings each time the appraisals didnt go too well......or should I say didnt move at all, each time my boss sidelined me I thought of bossing him with a bigger management degree. Each time I saw Europeans overpowering our economy I thought of doing an American MBA. After several motivators and some gruesome and heated sessions at home discussing the pros and cons of doing an international MBA after 8 months of marriage (i got married in the early 2004) I finally took a small leap and gave TOEFL in October 2004. The experience was good, fared well and everything seemed rosy thereon.......the confidence was high. I was ready for Harvard. :)
Or may be not quite.........it all started with application to a lesser known university in Canada (where one of my friends had gone to....though i must say she is very happy with what the university has offered and is almost about to finish (more about her in my later blogs)).........the application went in and I had first taste of the application procedure........the transcripts, the essays, the recommendations......GMAT was still pending, and after the TOEFL I really had no reasons to worry..........:)
Well ........... not really, and as it turned out, even the realization didnt come easy, first attempt at GMAT....with confidence oozing I was sure to tame it and break all records, if there were any. all I felt I needed was The Princeton Review, from the good old Neb Sarai...........read it, did two mock tests, and that was that............the unofficial score report fell way to short of the expectations.....................
Soon the lala university started looking priceless.....just the thought of declaring the results to my folks and peers sent me into deep bouts of colorless water........but as I am and have always been .......... giving up was just not in the genes..................