Piss of mind

Marketing is for boys,


Sales is for men!


Operations is for hard hatted beasts,








Finance...was for Dodos.

Seven deadly sins of an MBA

Gluttony:

Overconsumption to the point of waste. Overindulging in legal addictives like caffeine or nicotine or alcohol or all/some of them together.  

Greed:

Giving up eternal stuff for the posession of things of temporal nature. Professional networking (read sucking up) for personal gains; deliberate betrayal of 1st degree contacts (read friends) for better end results.

Sloth:

Laziness to act, indifference towards work and unwillingness to care. Freeloading despite having the capability to contribute to a group task.

Wrath:

Uncontrallable rage leading to self-denial, feelings of revenge and breaking the law. Evident in the form of mail-wars after gigantic egos are hurt.

Envy:

Wishing the other person is deprived of something I am lacking. Evident all the time when the undeserving guy (read everyone except self ) gets accolades or glory of any form. 

Lust:

Cravings of sexual nature. Mostly absent in a B-school but is at peak during placement season when the HR chicks of coveted companies appear sexier than they really are.

Pride:

The most serious and deadliest of all sins as per the Church. Contempt for the peer and love of self. Also, the most widespread sin across all MBAs, for good reasons, of course. Propogated by cocky profs and cockier business leaders. 

Glad to confess I am as sinful as Lucifer.

~Phony.

Curiosity killed the MBA

Phony: Dude, this whole gimmick suck...there's no friendship here, only networking; there's no  helping, only favors, and they still take pride in their fake ass CSR shit!

Sun King: Ever heard of Pandora's Box?

Phony: urm...I know what a box is.

Sun King: Well, you are close, however, it's more than that...to simplfy, Pandora was a pussy cat, a punishment for overworked grads and hopeful freshers. She was given many seductive gifts from the higher Gods.

The grad ignored the warning of their seniors and pursued her relentlessly every winter when she was on heat. Eventually he was successful in marrying her and that's when the real trouble started. Grad, who had a gift of curiosity owing to his intellectual background, opened her box, only to be sucked in. Not only was he sucked in, the opened box gave birth to all possible evils he had never known...by the time the grad pulled himself together and closed the box, only one evil remained trapped - Hope.

Now he was faced with burdensome labour, diseases, ills and evils he had never known before. The labour of 20 hour days started taking its toll on the grad who was used to 5 days week and getting stoned on weekends. Diseases like insomnia and nicotine/caffeine addiction unleashed their fury on his healthy body. Seeds of numerous ills were sowed in the grads thinking and actions. 

The only value left in his existence was the Hope...trapped inside the closed box. Grad considered himself lucky, to be the sole owner of the treaure and he opened the box each time he fancied it only to find the greatest of all evils  - Hope. The hope for a better tomorrow. The hope that made him slothful thinking about the good things that may come out of the treaure. Hope, that gave a meaning to his pessimistic existence, and a silver lining in the form of a PPO or a PO in the days to come.