Futsal-IFMR Sri City’s First football tournament

Former Manchester United midfielder Roy Keane Quoted “I don’t believe skill was, or ever will be, the result of coaches. It is a result of a love affair between the child and the ball.” And believe me exactly the same happened when, even budding managers from this cricket frenzy nation jumped down to join the passion called football.

Yes,It was one of the most  awaited sporting events of the calendar,and also anticipated to be one of the most followed up.It turned up the same, even it surpassed all the expectations as well, turning down the tide(believe me or not!) of assignments and presentations that were there lined up to follow them the next day, They gunned them down,or as an avid Arsenal fan would use metaphorically.

 Wherever the game is played,a flurry of emotions follow, it is always the passion and the sportsmanship which has been the essence of any sport. Significantly in a team game like football,the team chemistry matters,which was visible,and took no time build. Hesitatingly, I would comment that they played like professionals teamed up for this particular event for so long,as it was the desire to excel.

 Sweat flowed out and water jars were called in,men(women as well) fought it for the love affair Mr Keane has already mentioned . One will win,and others will disappear the pages of history, wounds  and blood will dry,and the unkempt,dusty and war torn ground will soak the upcoming droplets of rain.

But the men will carry what  the game has unraveled about,is of pride,unity and cohesiveness,which is also exhibited by the audiences, who came to witness it live-blood.

Oh,Now I see what made them electrifying and ever defiant,it would be an gross injustice if the support from their colleagues, Sports Committee and the ever  fatherly college management has not been mentioned.

It was just because of them who provisioned, checked and physically remained present to

cheer us all along and back us when we fall.

 Back to the game it was two teams from batch 16^th The Flying Mavericks & The Titans who made it to the finals,The Flying Mavericks continuing their dream run from the just concluded basketball event, just to be unlucky enough to be stopped the reigning Titans who were in no mood to let the loose the sight of the trophy.

Thus the final scores being 3-1 favouring the Titans.

The sports committee promised to bring the fiesta again next year,and we can be  outrightly assured to add it to ‘must watch list’ alongside UEFA Champions League,English Premier League and La Liga.

Till then I can engage myself in FIFA 15,as the sportsman in me is ready to unleash,

Whistles….Kick off!

- Nabhonil B. Choudhury (PGDMB16) 

FRESHER’S NIGHT 2015

“LO and Behold” The D- day arrived – the 12^th of July, 2015 at IFMR with a ‘BANG’!

 Following the age old tradition, the seniors (Batch 15) got their act together and the magic finally unleashed after a tedious month full of assignments and exams.

Batch 16 were asked to assemble at ‘Seminar hall-3’ at ‘6.30 pm’.

The fresh faces couldn’t be more excited, the energy, thrill and the enthusiasm was reflecting from their faces. Dressed in best of their apparels, the ladies and the gentlemen stunned the hall. And the seniors gave a tough fight too.

The event started with the prominent voices of ‘LAASYA’ – the cultural club of IFMR and thereafter the stage was taken over by the singing talents - Samridhi, Vibhu, Sudharshan, Anmol and Vivek (of Batch 16). Songs like ‘’ROOBAROO’’ ; “HAMMA HAMMA” thrilled the crowd, and mood for the occasion was set up perfectly.

Then came the important time when the contestants for Mr. and Ms Fresher were to perform. The questions were fired at them, sometimes there were ‘awkward ones which amused the crowd the most.

“Nritya- the Dance club” hit the floor with all of its dancing sensations, it could not have gotten anymore entertaining with ‘Jalebi Bai and Gandi baat’ blasting off the speakers.

Settling down, after the sizzling performances, at the choice of the crowd, the contestants were picked up for ‘Mr. and Ms. Best dressed’. The contestants blazed up the ground with their signature walks and moves.

The title for Mr. and Ms. Best dressed was given away to Ashwin and Shivangi of Batch 16.

Samuel hit his strings, with the song ‘Money can’t buy you happiness’ and bagged the title ‘Best singer male’ and Soumya  won for the ‘Best singer female’.

Smriti Vig and Abhinav Mehta won the Best dancers title for their fiery routines.

The ambience was up and then came the most awaited moment. Parth Kaura and Prachi Shrivastava  took away MR. and Ms. Fresher’s title, with their bold and spontaneous attitude. 

The lady from Punjab - Harneet Kaur,  blew the crowd away with the most entertaining performance of the evening, when she performed ‘Bhangra and Gidda’, accompanied by Smriti Vig’s jaw dropping dance routine.

It was all a synchronized chain of amazing events which led to the sumptuous dinner.

Well fed with the food and entertainment, the Best part was yet to come.

‘’DJ time!” At 9.30 pm, We all rushed towards ‘the Portico’, and the crowd roared along with the songs.

Thinking back, it was the night which brought everyone together ‘The big IFMR family’, and has registered itself amongst THE most memorable days at IFMR. 

- Barbie Majumdar (PGDMB16)

& Abhiroop Datta (PGDMB16)

Convocation 2015

Our convocation was one of the few opportunities that we got to be on the Sricity campus with our juniors. It was a big day for all of us. After two long years of classes and exams, we were finally going to get our degrees. Our professors seemed to be more excited than we were, trying to get us ready for one of the most important days of our life. Rehearsals were fun with professors arguing about minute details and arrangements and trying to get us students to behave at least for those few hours of the graduation ceremony.

We were told to remember umpteen things; shake hands with the chief guest, smile, say thank you, pose for the camera all within those few seconds we got to be on stage. But for me, the most difficult task of all was not to trip and fall in front of all those people, it being made tougher with the saree that was draped with inexperienced hands. I was nervous and excited at the same time.

Despite all this on my mind, those few seconds were one of the most memorable of my life. Along with my degree, I received the scholarship as well as the C.M Kothari award for meritorious performance. As I walked back to my seat wearing the gold medal, I saw my parents’ happy faces in the audience and at that point of time I felt that all the effort and time spent on MBA was totally worth it. 

I carry happy memories from the convocation. Meeting friends after a long time, congratulating each other, getting the blessings of professors, taking a million pics and of course throwing our graduation hats in the air. I wouldn’t say I am sad that college days are over because I know that I would always be in touch with all the friends I made during those 2 years. IFMR has given me more than what I asked for. Though I have graduated before, this day would always remain special.

                                                                                                                       - Charusree Rajagopal

                                                                                                                          Batch 14

We laughed, We painted, We belonged. Team Samarthan's Initiative to Create a Better Society

How long does it take to become a known member to an unknown family?

For most us, this question may seem as alien as the isolation that succumbs around it. Most of us are privileged, to live and feel loved in the shelter of known faces around us. It is something we often take for granted as we grow up.

That random Sunday, when we headed towards Chennai, we didn’t even know how beautiful sometimes life can seem to be without the shades of pretense or protection. Samarthan, the social service club of IFMR, aimed at making this society, a happier place to live in, teamed up with “Bhumi”, to organize a painting camp at Gracious Homes, a home away from home for children who have lost their loved ones.

After some moving around, we finally managed to reach there and to our surprise, we found a lot of children waiting. Within minutes, we were their family. The acceptance in their world, made us feel vainer than they did.

We painted, laughed, danced, had animated conversations and discussed movies. Though not many of them knew Hindi, but love transcends all languages. 

It was a very special day for all of us. When we were coming back, we hardly spoke to each other.  That random Sunday, we left a little part of ourselves with the kids.

Team Samarthan has taken up a great initiative and we hope to attend many such camps in the days to come.

As I sign off, I just have a thing to say; sometimes you create better stories with strange faces, to be with them, without expectations, without demands and just letting life go by, quietly. Stay for long and you will be one of them.

Urmilesh

(PGDMB-15) With Prabhav Mishra, Ramya Ramakrishnan, Snegaa, Surbhit Srivastava, Karthik RM, Sundar Nagarajan 

Pic Credits: Kartik RM

Team Samarthan Batch 15 (Ashwani Rajendran,  Ashutosh Pandey, Sruthi Gadhar, Swetha Raghu)

First two weeks @IFMR

It was 6 AM in the morning. My mother was almost done with those customary rituals that we have
before leaving home for a holy purpose. After spoiling my last 4 days at the railway counters in vain for
that elusive tatkal ticket, I had finally decided to take a flight to Chennai.

11 AM and I was already above the Indian Ocean, fighting so many thoughts that debarred me to enjoy
the scenic beauty beneath. Not that I was not used to travelling alone, but at the airport, waiting for a
taxi, I did feel as lonely as a landline telephone. In the meanwhile, I had the most expensive maggi of my
life, which taught me a lesson of self-control with every bite.

Taxi came soon and after a glossary of awkward expressions, I managed to tell him where I wanted to
go. After finishing the formalities, I was already in Sri City by 3 PM.

Those untraveled steps outside our comfort zone, which we conveniently dodge. For me, coming to
IFMR was indeed one of them. I came alone, but the baggage was heavy. The baggage of apprehensions
flirting with bundles of expectations. It was like being in a room full of strangers. Amidst everyone
fighting their own mini battles, we shared the same dreams with different eyes.

The first week just rolled past by. Getting to know each other, cribbing about weather, food, Acs and
what not , trying to present the "best me" and the immense loneliness of that. Life inside the campus
was consuming enough to let everything take a backseat. We were introduced to our faculty members
who tried to tell us how stressfully exciting our next two years will be. It was fun in it’s purest academic
form.
The second week, the real world, and the transition was as smooth as switching on to something as
exciting as Game of Thrones from those epic Ekta Kapoor's sitcoms. The mind was ready, the heart and
the body wasn't. Classes began and we took those baby steps towards becoming future managers.

As I write this, I am done with half a dozen tests, a dozen assignments and presentations and most of the
acquaintances have inched closer to become friendships. My life has been upped a gear and I am
enjoying every bit of this madness.

If Engineering is a battle, MBA is war where you just have to keep running and running to stay ahead in
the race. As they say, some wars are just about fighting, beyond the grey shades of winning and losing.

The journey has just begun and so has the dream. More to come later..........



Urmilesh
PGDMB15