Tag: Bschooldays

  • A Bitter Sunday Morning

    A Bitter Sunday Morning

    I was in denial. Denial of analyzing the depth of the situation. Denial of taking the charge of the warzone. The worst part is nobody is there to put my denial to rest. Everyone around me is busy fighting their own battles. Today, I have to prioritize between my health and my dreams. Coronavirus does…

  • The Intermission

    The Intermission

    When we all joined B school around June, last year, none of us had thought that the 1st year would end like this, in an “Intermission”. I would not call it an end, but an intermission because let’s hope, “Picture Abhi baaki hai mere dost.”