We have been called a lot of names of late. There is an old school of thought we are so full off; the other person is always WRONG! Its hard at times to even see from the other perspective. Shit happens at times but one has to really look into what could have been the tipping point. There is this thing of a last straw i believe in very firmly.

All was going well this day. Things finally took a turn for the worse and then all hell broke loose. It had to happen. there were a few things either party should have refrained from saying or doing. We were wrong in many things, about the way we even spoke or reacted. The personal gtalk messages were also uncalled for. We were all taking it a bit too far. Maybe we just got carried away in the heat of the moment. Like i said, shit happens. It did.

There are a lot of arguments that are thrown at our marketing class. In fact we were wrong on all counts. ALL COUNTS. We booed them before the statement made by a certain someone, we were not supportive blah blah. We accept all that. But why would we be so uncouth?

Let me tell you why. This is our side of the story, and before you begin reading further let me tell you one more thing, please do not associate my views with that of my class. They may or may not endorse the views posted here.

• Spoofs are always nice. Everyone likes them. Focus on one’s mannerisms or other idiosyncrasies and not on one’s name or eyes etc. NOT DONE. They were not in good taste. Lets accept that. And if one thinks, its creativity, there is no point reading further.
• There was a time constraint, and lots of activities were planned by a lot of people. Its good to be enthu about things, but being over enthu at the cost of others’ efforts, NOT DONE.
• The opening statement, before the last play, was the last straw. We might hav booed before as well, But that statement, NOT DONE.
• If things have to be taken in the right spirit, accept the fact that at a time when people were people getting impatient to see some jhatak matak, we were bored with the play. WE WERE SIMPLY BORED. That it came out as unpleasant slogans is however unfortunate. We do take responsibility for that. I do at least. So take it in the right spirit, THE LAST PLAY WAS NOT TOO GREAT, especially when people were looking forward to something new.
• About the chat transcripts, there is really nothing left to say. Things have just been blown out of proportion. If anyone was the aggrieved party, it was marketing; after reading it. Making a mountain of an issue of this chat conversation, NOT DONE.
• The hooting was done not just by the marketing people, but by a lot of other people. Its unfortunate its been made into a Marketing vs Marcom. Its not. I could say we have been scape goats to issue an apology. But we can be graceful about it. WE CAN LIVE WITH IT, because we want to move on and let go of this.
• Coming back to the spoof, if there was one for marcom as well, maybe you could have done it first. It would have put the crowd at ease. I can promise you that, still. Claiming to have taken a shot at themselves, given a chance, NOT DONE.
• And for the untasteful play we had to witness, each one of us missed out on these:
  • A spoof on the Executive Council by the Executive Council, featuring a wooden stick as Samir Robert Bara.
  • Batch Awards covering all streams like ‘The best dressing sense‘ which was won by our dear own Director. Hard Disk of the year, and was won by none other than our Samir Robert Bara.
  • A ppt by someone made for her friends. I am not too sure about what it had. But we needed some of those moments as well.
  • A song and dance routine.

I am not in any way trying to justify what happened. It should not have happened. At a time when we all are looking forward to making a mark in our work and places we join, this is a bit of load we’d rather not carry on our chest. Not what anyone of us as looking for.

Now coming to bit of why I wrote this, I wrote it for myself. Having been part of SIBM for two years, come what may, I love this god damn place. Inspite of Baba, inspite of the attendance, inspite of the teachers. I love it for what it is, and it is every bit our responsibility to make it better and a memorable experience. That we did not. I regret that.

For the people who have been hurt by the outpour by students of my batch, I am deeply ashamed. It should not have happened. We should bury the hatchet and move on. Its a life long cold war we are talking about. It would always crop up, somewhere or the other. Lets not get into all that.

My Formula for peace:

Beer, Whiskey, Barman’s Pitcher, Rum and some Shabaab. And for the stags, self help is best help. Dil pe mat le yaar, haath pe le aur nikaal! 

And yeah, Shit Happens, so lets just bull shit this away and make a fresh start.