Sunday, January 14, 2007

bienvenue à France!
(Welcome to France)

After a long Hiatus, I hit the blog again. As I experience this amazing country called France, I hope to be regular at blogging as now I have much more to write about everyday. I am on a 3-month MBA exchange program to HEC, Paris. Hope to have a good time!

As I begin my course at HEC. The first orientation session is titled "Managing Cultural Stereotypes". This session focused mainly on desis like me as we experience in awe the French Culture!

The instructor( a blue blood french) has a surprisingly slick English accent. Turns our he grew up in Neywork ending up as a trader on wallstreet. He is missing that French-ness about him(French-ness: those killer looks,crooked english and sarcastic humor). He begins the session by saying "bienvenue à France". All desis look at each other, wondering if he greeted or abused us. LOL!! He talks in great detail about, how French are never on time, Americans are arrogant, Italians are sauve, British are lazy and Germans are hardworking..... These are the stereotypes that we perceive. If you are to live at HEC, you need to get these off you mind....

Somehow, I just can't get these off my mind..these are soooo true :)

Let me add a few more from my experience here(Pun intented!)
Lebanese chics are hot!
Koreans are adorable ( they donn know english or french, they always converse in that cute smile :-))
Chinese are sharp
Israelis are loud
and finally, our desis are calculators

Living here for over a week, I laid out some rules for myself:

Rule 1: If you donn know french, you will feel lost all the time. Learn french as soon as you can.

Rule 2: Start all conversations on the street in French, however butchered it is. My Mantra, start all conversations with : "Bonjour Monsieur/Madame! Mon nom est Jagjit. Je suis un étudiant indien. Je parle très peu français. Parlez-vous anglais ?
(Hello mister/madam! My name is Jagjit. I am an Indian Student. I speak very little French. Do you speak English?) French ppl are really nice after this. Donn know if they appreciate that I atleast made an effort to speak french or they just dont want me to murder their mother tounge any longer :)

Rule 3: Customer service as a concept is almost non-existent in France. We say 'Customer is King' and french say 'We murder all Kings'. com'on, see the French history. It is full of Kings being murdered time and again. Its not just metaphorical, as a customer you donn want to ask too many questions in a french store.

Rule 4: Use Skype to call. No wonder French Telecom is sooo rich. International calls are sooo expensive from here.

Rule 5: Drop the desi mindset. Stop converting currency from Euro to INR. It will kill you of a heart-attack soon, if you keep doing it.

Rule 6: You can cross road like a King here. Step on the road and all cars will stop for you. Very unlike India where a driver wont mind giving you a ride on the bonnet incase you dare to step infront. This doesnt mean you keep jumping infront of cars here. There is still some probability of a desi driving the car :)

Rule 7: Caffeine is a mans best friend, esp. in the 3 hour classes. I thought the 2 hour classes at ISB were enuf to make me brain dead by the end of the lecture. HEC has raised the bar for me :)

Alright, I will end this one here and promise to come back with more.

Salut! (Take Care!)
Au Revoir! (good bye!)

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

We don't need no Education

We don't need no education
We don't need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers, leave the kids alone
Hey, Teachers, leave those kids alone

All in all its just another brick in the wall
All in all you're just another brick in the wall..
[guitar]
~Lyrics of "Brick in the wall" by Pink Floyd
Video: Brick in the Wall


This song was released when I was not even born. For the first time I heard it, probably when I was a teenager, I wondered what this one signified. It didn't really make much sense. Com'on its blasphemous for a middleclass Indian boy to say 'I don't need no education'. huh...

Later, I read on the internet that this song was adopted as a protest anthem by black students during the "Elsie's River" uprising in South Africa, protesting against the racial propaganda. But does this song work for today’s Indian youth. You bet, it does.

If you have a memory little longer than a week, its hard to forget the news of students, of an Ujjain college, beating a hapless professor to death. His crime- he was supposedly responsible for the cancellation of student elections. The furious ABVP activists threatening teachers, wagging fingers and spewing abuse, captured in full close up by television cameras.

So what, who cares? Its justice meted out by the 'Rang De Basanti' generation, their own way. I just can't comprehend how can this happen. Our country is supposed to be the one with the 'Guru-dakshina' tradition. Don't bother saying 'what are you saying dude, that was so archaic, doesn’t happen in today’s world'. That was archaic, but if killing profs is modern, I refuse to accept it. I hope, so will you.

Few days back in one of our LDP presentations, I remember saying 'We have 700 million people under 35 years of age. That’s more than the whole US population. We have the youth power. We are gonna beat the guts out of the Americans'. Sorry guyz, not any more. With this youth we can't even beat Bangladesh.

I sincerely hope that ours, the RDB cult generation, really awakens, stops valorizing a murder and starts saying 'We DO need this Education'. Happy Teachers Day!

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Roobaroo!

With a little inspiration from my bro....roobaroo with times at ISB.

aye saala... kabhi mujhe
hua tha yakiin
ke manager hai.. mujhme kahin
3 term beete... main hil gaya
corpfin mujhe... nigal gaya
’C’ pe Ceeeeeeeeeeee....
aa gaya...
’C’ pe Ceeeeeeeeeeee....
aa gayaaa.. hai....

jo gumshuda sa khwab tha
woh professoron ne
kuchal diya
honour code ka
bhoot bana
assignments pe assignments
main mar gaya
ek fati
give up mar diya

’C’ pe Ceeeee... aa gayaa
Ce pe Ceee...aa gayaa... hai

dhuan chatta
hui subah meri
naya term
naya prof mera
jo hat sake woh hangover mera
kabhi to kuch samajh aye mujhe…..

aandhiyon se jhagad rahi hai degree meri
CP ke chaker main neende haram huyi meri…
hum class main rahe na rahe
ye din fir rahe na rahe
magge main.... marta gaya
roshan hua... pass ho gaya
kyun padte rahein....

roobaroo... roshni...
roobaroo... roshni... hai

Hope term 4 will be brighter than the past! :)

10, 9, 8............3,2,1,0...Launch!

Finally, after contemplating for so long, i join the blogging bandwagon today

Myself:
I am bond...James Bond!
Naah, i know u didnt believe that....i am Jagjit...Jagjit Chawla...:)

Current Location:
ISB(Indian School of Business), Hyderabad.

To find out more, keep coming to this blog, u will enjoy/suffer reading this as I enjoy/suffer in the journey at ISB and try to find the least square fit line for my life( Didn't understand this- google on regression, u will find out) .

If you are an ISB student, so will relate much with these thoughts...