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"Corporate" Roadies 2.0: The Filthy Turf !!

Flick. Fly. Fumble. Fall. Flash. Finish.
That was me, playing with the idea of this. I had wondered, a good few months after the 1.0 chapter ended, what would it be like to be on the other side. Vague theories and unreasonable visions are what I got. But it all amounted to the fact that the conceptualization of the whole event, would be nothing less than adrenaline pumping rush. Such are my vested interest in the event. And for good reason.

I remember what we used to say about the host last year. Let me just put it this way, it was like someone had left a mad dog after us, who even kept wagging his tongue and showing his teeth now and then. Such was the craziness that he brought to the table. I just hope that I was not that same dog, rather a pacified one, baring my teeth only to smile. But one thing that I remember is him commending me on the way we went about it this year, and he had only a small glimpse into the big picture.

And it simply wouldn't have been the same without my co-hosts. I have always loved one thing more than everything else that any MBA is about, and that is bouncing ideas off of people. Like that special ping pong ball, one that follows the fibonacci series in the increasing order, this just opens up your mind and sets you on the right path, with ideas getting bigger, better.

Like all "good" things, there were auditions. I don't know how it was for the contestants. Never asked (Damn, how were they?). But for all the panelists, great experience. How often have any of us be on this side, and get all the opportunity to screw with their minds. Still, there was a code, and with what I witnessed, we just broke that twice, in the heat of, well, oh, leave it. Pretty acceptable. One clear thing that I realized though is that 5 mins in the room with a person and their form, is good enough. That first feeling, in blink of an eye, is more often than not, correct. Atleast it was for me, now that I know mostly all of them for 3 months. There would always be exceptions to this, but I get where interviewers make those dreaded calls within a click of your fingers. Anyways, I always felt, First Impressions are over-rated, and always will.

But the scariest part of the things till now was the recording that I saw of one of the auditions. No we didn't record. Just that one time, one of the passive audience did. It was surreal seeing myself like that. I would have scared me. Boy, do I go overboard sometimes. Just thinking back right now about it though, I realize, yeah, I could do that, would.

Start. Bang. Frantic it was, especially the planning. What we were scared of though was the intensity of the events/ideas waning as we go ahead. Luckily we seemed to pull through and that is when we started having some real fun. The central idea was always to build upon 1.0 and not have a complete revamp. And we tried to incorporate the corporate always, except that one, which we knew would present challenges.

The order of events went like this, more or less: Know yourself and your partner (Logo), The Blind Maze, B-Plan, Role Playing, Lena Dena, Story Building Extempore, Guestimation, Ad Mad, Case Presentation and Selling Yourself Finale. They are not what they seem and there was so much in between that is for only us participants to know. One thing that I am proud of the most is that planning and backstabbing were at a minimum.

I had an amazing, amazing week that week. I believe we achieved what we had set out to achieve. I hope it was equally good for all of you.... the show must go on, its a process....

P.S.
I will do this, no matter what youdo to me after this ;)
@event Logo, Blind Maze my favourites, Guestimation was the one that knocked my socks off
@D reminiscing the last year alright, sorry for being after your ass the whole time that time, but the audition time this time was a charm
@SPap maario mat, but the bike rides back were a great help :P
@JR Its never to late to join the party, but that ideation for first 2 rounds, kickass
@RK If you still don't get why were you thrown off, time to sit back, and introspect
@RR unfair or not, unreasonable or not, but it was not me, it was one of you, with the C word. But let me just say this, that person changed mind. And for got sakes make no assumptions, pissed !!
@PM Next time, choose a pool to take a swim, rather than the Bay of Bengal !!
@AA My left hand is on my heart, and it was fair. Enough Cribbing !!
@AC @IC It was harsh, and we couldn't do much about it
@AK Dug your own grave
@JC Smiling and arguing would take you only so far
@PH Lucky, and I am still frustrated and angry
@KH Under the radar, doesn't bode well for that final step
@VG That spark, during that Lena Dena, and everything else, kahan gaya
@SP That was impressive. Proud and all, except that one blip !!



Comments

  1. Finally.. u got sum tym for it :) n u don't know us for 3 months.. we r nt even 2.5 months into the city :P

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    1. It feels like more than 3 months, that's the beauty of the infrastructure that we have around, and the number of student intake :)

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  2. Saale! Thanks bolta hain? I'm pissed now!

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    1. haha :D
      hak hai mera? na, all you were great help

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  3. Finally..something came from ur side..the exp was very good..though it was short..but got to know the real side of many..and i know the reason why i was kicked off..ha..ha.. i knew it that day itself..

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    1. Lemme just say this. Real side, is really big stuff that you are talking about. It was only a game after all, don't hold onto stuff like that..

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