Monday, November 16, 2009
NMIMS
For an institution that claims to have had a wondrous past and foresees an equally bright future, there's a lot of ill will on blogosphere that it has managed to generate. And while I was not a part of the brigade that was bashing it, one meeting with a friend who was marred by the same institute propelled me to blog about it. I hate it. The amount of grief that it has filled my life with is unfathomable. And the after effects of being in this place was neutralised by the fact that my current organisation can whop the bejesus out of that institution with its capacity to inflict pain.
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