Bhargav Trivedi
10068, Sec-B
PGDM-I
ISB&M, Nande
P.S.Myself, on behalf of whole ISB&M family, heartily mourn
and pray for all those who died of swine flu. Our deep grieverances to their
families. May god bless their sould and they receive heavenly peace. Amen.Bhargav TrivediPGDM -1, Sec-BISB&M, Nande.
I am writing this to extend my deepest symphaties to all the isbmites. I am so very sad hearing about Ankita Mangla, she was such a wonderful lady.
I will seriously miss Ankita Mangla, a nicest soul, a humble bee, always carrying a smile on her face always cheerful and having the tendency of making others happy. I will surely miss working with her, her generous nature and working style and remarkable sense of humour.
I remember, on 25th July - on the very next day of Forza, a lot many people went Pune for fun and frolic. Even Ankita was on-board with us all. Every one were so confused about where to go...and finally Ankita finalised about Mocha. It was her, who decided the venue to rest on. She was so excited to go there. She was enlightened about going to Mocha. She was so happy, clapping hands and vibrating cheeks and flashy temple.
We all travelled in that Forza bus, and landed at some place nowhere. From that place, we hired some autos and reached Mocha. After reaching there, I found, Ankita is not with us. Gosh.
I thought, might be she didn't sat in an auto or may be she changed her mind at the last second. Ok, what ever. Then, at around mid-night, we met again. I asked her, hey where were you ? and She shouted at me...you, you bhargav...you left me. I decided the venue and wanted to go to the Mocha, you ruined my plan. And she was on and on. Never gave me any chance. What a cheerful moment. Today I remember that, and my heart becomes heavy and eyes fills up.
For me, it's a saddned moment of grief and mourning. You have become an immortal Ankita. You are in our thoughts.
Wishing you God's peace.
Amen.
Bhargav Trivedi
10068 PGDM-1
ISB&M, Nande
Finally we paid the fine. My heart drenched in pain and my hand shaked when I handed over that 500 rupee note. The pain ran down my spine to my legs and earth went away. Every drop of tears screamed of agony and anguish. College Account office happily took away my money, as she was piling 500 rupee notes inside the drawer.
All and all, I learned a lesson:
Never to repeat it again. Atleast not in ISB&M. It's a Sin, to bunk classes. And that too, a mass bunk. Be aware.
Nisha Yadav
10087-PGDM-1
ISB&M, Nande