Life after SIMC - Alumni Saga - Part I

Story snippet No 1

Placed in Nashik, the poor soul who had no idea about Hindi, (forget Marathi) got into the bus.

Conductor: Tumhala kuthe jayeche aahe?

Alumni: Kya ? What ? enthu?

Conductor speaks in Hindi: Kidhar jaane ka

Alumni: ABB circle

Conductor: Jahan pe woh do ladke utrenge, udhar utar jaane ka.

Alumni nodded his head left to right & right to left

After a while, a few passengers had to get down from the crowded bus. To make way, the two gentlemen got down.

Our alumni found the 'do ladke' getting down and shoved, pushed everyone else and got down.

As soon as the alumni got down, the 'do ladke' got back into the bus.

'Ting ting' and whistle. The bus left and alumni looked around to get a glimpse of ABB or at least a half circle of ABB circle.

Story Snippet No 2

An AV student gets placed in the production house.

First client – Horlicks

Mood: Very happy. Fist high up in the air. Messaging friends.

Eppaang, Opaang, Jappang is the ad being made.

Some 10 chubby, obese, eppang oppang jappang chimpanzee kids came in to shoot.

Director: In bacchoon ka khyal rakhna

Our Alumni: Sure sir.

Little did he know the story ahead.

Kid 1: Uncle... chocolate...

Kid 2: Uncle .. Biscuit..

Kid 3: Uncle... Milk... (Lucky that the kid was above two years old. Else the almuni would be forced to prepare breast milk all by himself landing into more trouble...forget it !)

Our guy did a real good job throughout the day. Feeding the kids with whatever they wanted to. And then it became a routine.

Throughout all the shoots, with the MMC degree in hand, he had been doing a good job of serving squash, making lemon juice, sandwiches et al. Now he is promoted to serve it alone and not to prepare it.

So, suddenly pops up a message on his facebook from a batchmate. (Case study for another MBA guy slogging in a digital marketing agency on Too much Social media interference)

It read: 'Heard that you got promoted. Kudos man. Treat chahiyey'

(The batchmate hasn't forgotten the college habits of asking for the treat)

& our suffering promoted alumni went in flashback to his own dialouges.

"Tum pass ho gaye? Pehli baar? treat treat..!"....

"Tum fail ho gaye? woh bhi pehli baar ! treat..treat at silverspoons... !"