Term 2: The end of everything

The campus was unusually quiet. It wasn’t the lull before the storm. It was what happens after the storm has come, ravaged everything in its way, and blown over. We- the survivors, were holed up in our bunkers, trying to recoup from the onslaught. We had known second term was going to be tough- but …

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Campus Diaries: Mid Term Blues

Its 2 am. We have just finished decoding the beauty secrets of the Japanese Geisha, and developing the strategy of how to market Geisha inspired cosmetic products in the not-so-Asian-product-friendly American markets. For the first time since our inception, we start harbouring hopes of retiring early to bed (2 am is early by IIMA standards), …