Well it’s the start of another academic calendar and BIM marches it’s way into 3rd decade. Yes, the 30th batch of BIM has joined this july and here’s about their experience on the initial day at BIM! Enjoy reading :-)
“… I’m going to BIM..? I’m going to BIM?! I’M GOING TO BIM!!!” And that day onwards I knew my life would never be the same again. There was a sense of achievement but a growing excitement about what the immediate future held for me in Trichy.
The first thing that caught my eye was the trees and the roads leading up to the college. Being as excited as I was, I caught myself imagining long walks on the endless stretch of the road leading to BIM. Little did I know what was in store for me once the programme actually began. Once the registration process was complete, I ventured to the hostel. Friendly faces and bright smiles went all around. We were calm and confident young men and women chatting away and already making plans about committees and clubs . I found people from all over India and mentally thanked whatever responsible for the handful of languages I could converse in. I found my roommates and they turned out to be great people. I was amazed to see the differences in our profiles and personalities and the ease at which we got along.
After dumping my luggage in the hostel my newly found friends and I traipsed off to lunch ( a phenomenon I would later come to know as “forming” in “Stages of group formation” taught as a part of Organizational Behaviour working behind the scenes). It must be told that a crucial aspect of hostel life – at least according to me- was the food. And I am glad to say I was not disappointed. The food was delicious, hygienic and fresh, served hot – everything a home cooked meal would be like. After lunch we retired to our rooms. Learning the jargon of BIM became an immediate trend among the first years. Places like the ominous sounding “Devil’s corner” where someone had once long ago seen “something”, Wagah border – the great divide between the girls’ and boys’ hostels, the computer centre we would later fondly call “CC”, the bright green and white painted canopy and Om Shree – the kirana established solely for us were re-discovered and explored.
The ice breaking session in the evening began with the professors introducing themselves and telling us stories and riddles. I remember feeling a sense of awe as each of them began to speak. Then followed a game where we had to pick up a chit at random. The chit contained the name of a brand and we were instructed to find people who had brands that belonged to the same company. We were then asked to take some time out to find out more about the people in our team and introduce them and talk about the brand they had chosen. I thought it was a brilliant game and found my partner quite quickly. Some lucky souls got really whacky brands! Then the fun began with the introductions. People were introduced and applauded for their “killer looks”, talents and weird and wonderful interests. Nicknames were born and christened. By the end of it, the purpose had been fulfilled. We all could remember something about everybody!! One person was the animal-lover and another was the brilliant cook! At the end chocolates were given out to the best introductions of the day.
After a fun-filled evening, we were given the schedule for the next week. Like they say in the movies, “there’s always a catch”. And here at BIM, the catch proved to be the schedule. Class timings ranged from 8:30 a.m. to 7 p.m. – on the very next day itself. The schedule showed classes for the week and the gaps in the schedule were earmarked to be filled in later too. Though a little alarming, we drew strength from the fact that we were on our way to becoming managers and what would a packed schedule be to us.
The night found us settling down, sitting on the other side of the girls’ hostel fence, chatting away and enjoying each other’s company. A new day would soon dawn. We were on our way to becoming managers – world class managers at that. All of us had the same impelling awareness – this new path would not be easy, decisions difficult to make. But we knew we were in safe hands and that the journey had only just begun.
~~~~~ Sneha Raj ~~~~~
Public Relations Committee,
BIM Batch : 30