I am a doctoral student in IIM Lucknow pursuing my FPM degree in Strategic Management.

This is an attempt. An attempt to connect the dots. An attempt to say something which I strongly believe in.An attempt to contribute, visualize and deliver. An attempt to make a difference.
I write, because, it’s the most powerful tool through which we all can make our wishes, destiny’s Command. I reside in a democratic country where I have the right to feel and write. So i write a lot about myself, about others and above all, about LIFE because – ‘Life is something which happens to us when we are busy making other plans.’

It was March the 13th 1984…
The sun shining bright in the sky…
Just as the clock struck 6:40…
The stars aligned in perfect position…
A Picean was born in silent revelation…
Chubby cheeks and dark black eyes…
Marked the baby’s cute disguise…
As the family moves from north to south…
The baby grows into a kid and shouts…
“I play around all day…
Just been happy, bliss and happy”…
It was when he started school…
His abilities and intellect came handful…
Things were going pretty smooth when they turned west…
And now let history rest…
He inherited the intellect from his dad’s genes…
And sweetness from his mom’s dreams…
But been so good was not enough…
As jealousy gripped the sallow trough…
Mockings and bullings at the school…
Repulsions inviting hatred to the full…
He stayed away from the fairer sex…
And sure enough he had no muscles to flex…
But fate has its own ways…
He met a gal who made his heart sway…
Been reluctant he didn¢t say…
And when said it was too late to stray…
College life comes upon him…
Get set go, conquer the world…
Every moment that has passed by…

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