Life after ISB

The more things change, the more they remain the same.  Or so they say.

Not true for life after ISB.

My priorities in ISB? Getting a job, a hot chick and the next meal at Sarovar.

Five years, two jobs and one marriage on… My priorities today? 

My wife's next idea of a meal, traffic and of course…. what to do with the loads of dosh sloshing around in my bank account.

Seriously speaking though, I must say life's been very good post ISB, and from what I see around me, true of most people in the batch.

On the job front, you learn very quickly that the things that make you stand out in college have only a weak correlation to how you do at work.

You see that it takes a couple of years to figure out the delta between your dream job and your dream.Most do find an amicable balance between the two or if not, have the resources to reach that balance.

You learn that it's not the company you work for, it's the people you work with that makes a difference to how you feel about life.

You find money on its own has a short half-life, and you find yourself making choices where money isn't among your top priorities.

You also find out that fancy designations don't really mean fancy work – lots of money doesn't mean lots of work and that the big roles are in the small places.

People puzzle you with weird choices but you know it's a different game for everyone and the happiest people are the ones that know this.

Finally, there's a whole lot more to life than ISB and its aftereffects – you move on from being a hotshot MBA to being many different things – a wife, a  father, a son (better late than never), a student -  all of them equally important.

Good luck to all of you. Breathe easy. It's all good – whether you ace the next term or not.