IIM Bangalore - Year 2030

[NJain]

In kind reverence to the historic decision of de-elitisizing IIM, Bangalore
Year:2030. One wintry morning Santa Singh and Banta Singh were walking down
Bannerghatta Road. They see an odd gray wall.

Santa Singh: Hey Banta what is in there? Is it a factory or something? What do
they make in here?

Banta Singh: Oh this is MMJ Banana Club. Around 30 years ago there was an
institute here called IIM Bangalore. What an elitist outfit! Used to make managers. Big snobs. Now they sell bananas. What great service MMJ has done to the nation.

Santa Singh: How did this miracle happen?

Banta Singh: A visionary called MMJ found out that IIMs had huge pieces of
government land. Instead of utilising the land, they created classrooms and created funny two by twos.

Santa Singh: Who used to get in here?

Banta Singh: Jerks. They had a funny test called CAT. What elitist test yaar, one in hundred would make it. There were hundred boxes and you were given a dice. You had to cross a box depending on the outcome of the dice. On top of that just to check which form of dice you had used, they made you quarrel with 10 other people, that they called jiddi, (only the adamant wins) and they finally looked at your skin colour that they called interview.

Santa Singh: So big-mouthed, fair skinned, jiddi, dice players used to read here. What elitist organisation yaar? How did they become managers? Who used to pay
for it?

Banta Singh: There were some professors who used to try their new theories on these jerks before selling it to the industry. They lived on each other and just because the professors needed these guinea pigs, they used to plough back a bit of their booty from the industry to these institutes. There were also some banks
(since banks bet money depending on where the dice stops), who knew that these
jerks were good dice throwers and so used to fund them.

Santa Singh: What a terrible nexus yaar!! Dice throwers- bankers- odd ball professors. How did MMJ break this nexus? It must have been a big fight !

Banta Singh: Arey Santa MMJ was a visionary. You know what, he knew that if he could get any one player out, the nexus would fall. So he bought in monkeys.

Santa Singh: How?

Banta Singh: He asked these institutions to plant bananas. Little did these people know of MMJs game-plan.

Santa Singh: What happened after these IIMs planted bananas?

Banta Singh: Hordes of monkeys came in. All had bran-ded logos in their backs yaar, royal stable. They were powerful, had huge teeth and only ate bananas.
They went into the classrooms, clawed the dice players, brought other fellow monkeys and drove away the professors. Believe me some even started taking classes. Each monkey got two monkeys each, that was the only rule.

Santa Singh: What a masterstroke yaar. So what happened after all professors were out?

Banta Singh: The dice throwing exam was scrapped off. If you had bright teeth and sharp claws, you could get in. Nothing else needed. You just had to pay two
bananas at the gate. Elitist IIM became proletariat MMJ Banana Club.

Santa Singh: Do they make managers now?

Banta Singh: Silly you. What a waste would that be.They make bananas.
Cheap and nutritious.

[cat makes me mad]

year 2003:

benerghatta road..

gray wall

12 guys sitting on the wall , smoking, chewing pan.
whistling at girls, passing horrendous comments.


these guys are from : central institute of political science and governance

15% seats are filled every year in this college through an exam(don't know much about it)
rest are filled through the back door.

heard MMJ's grandson is the topper in the final year.

this college came into existence in the year 2005

every year BJP recruits more than 30 graduates in its youth party.

history says, there used to be an institute called IIM here,
i tried to get into it, i thought ,it was an elite company.

but MMJ decided to differ with me.


alas he prevailed
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