tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52994735797750327402011-04-21T19:38:33.186-07:00Milindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02662391149172040596noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5299473579775032740.post-29292288449922938482009-04-14T11:32:00.000-07:002009-04-14T12:14:05.263-07:00People ask me frequently- what on earth has made you think that you should pursue an MBA. You have a settled practice, own clinics and good corporate hospitals attachment. Above all the label of Professor and Head of Department is something which not many achieve.<br /> I have only one reply- ye dil mange more!! Since I have all these things with me I crave for more. Any further education is not going to harm me anyway. A chance of interacting with people from different fields does not come often in routine life.<br />From the day I started filling up my applications for B-schools, I started making several contacts -sometimes seeking help and advice, sometimes interacting about interviews and so-on. This is the magic of B-schools- I could interact with several people from the fraternity and outside it just at the beginning of the admission procedure. Needless to say rejects from some institutions disappointed me but I have few friends in each of these institutions who have got selected and are still in touch with me, thus increasing my friends circle.<br />Now that I have paid my acceptance fee to XLRI as the first intallment, I am happy. I am a part of one of the topmost institutions in India. This is the oldest institution but never believe in too much of overt advertising. Its name speaks for itself. I am happy intearacting with the prospective colleagues and have a great respect for each one of them as they are the over-achievers of their respective fields and deserve to be the part of the community (senior managers).<br />Preparations have started in various forms as resigning, reserving seats, selling car, settling loan papers, etc etc. It seems like a new life is beginning. I am eager to plunge in this new world as a student again, the only difference is this time I have much more responsibilities back home than they ever used to be.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5299473579775032740-2929228844992293848?l=drmilindk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Milindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02662391149172040596noreply@blogger.com2