WINTER, 2014

KSHITIZ

From the editor’s desk

A story is a treasure gathered along as you tread

along your own path

Better make an interesting one or you’ll feel your

grandchildren’s wrath

Just keep walking despite strife and keep rolling if

you happen to tumble

No one can steal your smile without your permission

so you better not grumble!

To start off this story we present joint author of

the month Ritika Samantey

With a poem about Life and its twists and turns

along the endless journey

Not all memories in life are bright, some are worse

than the darkest night

Through the shadows of darkness the conscience

can dim out to do what’s right

Joint author of the month Shivanjali Nath immacu-

lately describes a dark fright

Don’t get lost in the darkness as Sakshi Dua brings

us some joyous light

As her memories talk of friendship that’s full of

mirth and affection bright

A short story of unconditional love follows for those

who think they are lonely

Siddharth Pratyush gives you something special but

for your eyes only....

No life is complete without the people who touch it

with love and care

And Garima Khanna talks about her special person

with her heart laid bare

If you can’t pen down or express what your heart

contains

Learn to do it making a heart the krazzie krafts way

Let stories of Chanakya, Draupadi and a few good

women illuminate your day

As the bookie this time features Indian authors all

the way!

Mrtyle Baracho captures pieces of nature from

down under

Viraj Hede makes you a chocolate mousse that

tastes like a wonder

In Gurukool we have a professor popular among

students who teaches operations

A dramatist in his college days, find out who used to

direct plays and say ‘action!’

The in thing this time has all the drama, fun and

emotion

with counter strike and elections stirring up the

passion

If pictures from Literati make you jump up from

your chair

then Faraz Ahmad’s shayaris will make it a romantic

affair!

So flip the pages over and take in every picture and

every word

Have fun and smile bright before your vision be-

comes blurred!

TEAM KSHITIZ

LIFE Birth of a new life by all is always eagerly awaited, A known fact is that this four letter word is highly complicated. Bundles of hope and happiness is rejoiced, But clueless are all about when all of it will be destroyed. There always exists a blind fear, Of warm smiles being replaced by a tear. True is the fact that everything forever cannot be kept, You never know when all will be swept. This is the very game of life, Essential but dangerous like a knife. What you make out of it is all left upto you, Great are those who with dignity and pride get through. Expected are we to face various ups and downs, Easy choice but tough to implement-smiles or frowns?? In times of trouble what is needed is to find an appropriate gate, Rather than just whining, blaming and cursing our fate. Without pain there is nothing to gain, As ultimately it is the satisfaction of working for it that will always remain.

Life is not about utilising the wrong means and getting UP there, Coz if that's the case, deep within you know, you exist NO-WHERE. Only if you experience pain and grief, Will you be able to enjoy the after-fruit-RELIEF. People will be there to help and advice, Once, twice, thrice But what we need to know is that on others we cannot always depend, And get ourselves to a stage where we need to repent. Sweet words and oily speeches are rendered by all, But their true colours are seen only after you experience a downfall. You never know when a friend may turn into an enemy, Its after all life and its all about destiny. Today one may be there, tomorrow may not, Its then that we realise, "We shouldn't have fought" Life is not all about rivalries, But about creating lifelong memories. Life is not just about living, Its about togetherness and forgiving.

Today we may have it, tomorrow we may not, Life is all about surviving in all odds. Life is not about proving yourself right, But in the real sense doing what you think and know is right. Life is not about who and how much you trust, Its instead about how much you can be trust. A good life is not about how long does it last, But its about the essence of happiness vast. Life is not about going with the flow, Its about how you manage to go against the usual flow. Life is not about fear, drink, smoke and dope, But about bravery smiles and hope. Life is not about giving up, But instead with courage, strength and a positive outlook living up. Life is not about shedding tears in times of your weakness, But about tears of joy in times of happiness. Life is a complicated but wonderful game, Its not all about money or fame, But what you need to leave behind-pleasant memories and a good name.

By Ritika Samtaney

THE SHADOWS

Night had come again. She wondered what life would be like without

nights. What would happen if the sun never set, if darkness never de-

scended? Every night brought with it the same blackness. She dread-

ed the blackness, the shadows it contained within itself. Very often

one of them would detach itself and proceed towards her. It came

slowly, slinking, hiding in corners, till she was all alone. She would

watch as it approached, petrified, too scared to move a muscle. Only

her eyes followed its movements on the ground.

The shadow disappeared as it reached her bed, she looked around, it

now stood there on the wall watching her silently as if contemplating

when to strike. She felt its eyes on her as they travelled over her body,

caressing her folds of flesh, taking their own time to explore every

inch of her. She scrambled to cover herself, pulling down her night-

gown and hauling up the sheets, sinking deeper and deeper in her

mattress shrinking from the touch she knew would come. She hated

the fingers as they rolled over touching her, grasping her mounds,

separating her thighs as they moved inwards. She flinched knowing

what was to come next, the violent invasion which shattered her to

the core, the hardness inside and the then liquid fire which would

spread like a pestilential disease eating her insides.

She had tried to remove it but never could, the filth remained inside

reminding her of its presence, the sensation it created made her

cringe, reminding her that her body was no longer her domain. It

spread like poison through her veins recalling the movements across

her body. The scars were there, visible only to her, they could not be

seen, and there existence was only in her memory. Her skin remem-

bered where it has been touched, the shadow had left its trial as it

enveloped her in its blackness,

swallowing her whole. She tried to

rub off scrubbing again and again

till it hurt, yet the scars remained-

tormenting her sight. She felt un-

clean and dirty, yet she knew no

way to free herself. She judged her-

self, for that was what she had been

taught.

The shadow flitted away going back

to the dungeon from which it was

born. She however was travelling to

another night long ago, just like this

one- when it all began. She had

been sleeping, dreaming dreams

still unpolluted by the horrors which

were to come. It all began with the

creaking of the door. She was torn

away from her dreams by a dark

shadow approaching her. “Who is

it?” she had asked in her child’s in-

nocent voice.

A hand clamped on her mouth

and a familiar voice whispered,

“Hush, don’t cry we’ll play a lit-

tle game now.” She recalled the

stripping of her clothes, and the

excruciating pain of something

churning her insides. It made

her shriek out in pain, the

sound blocked by the heavy hand which clamped her harder. As she

stopped crying, the shadow spoke again, “Now don’t tell anyone

about our game or other shadows will come and hurt you more. I

am restraining them right now but if you betray me I will release

them and they will hurt you more” after it she lay there bleeding,

too afraid to sleep, lest the shadow should come back or send the

others. She told her mother that the blood came from a cut, the

vents of the past night incomprehensible to her child’s mind, only

the horror and the treat remained to silence her. The shadow was

pleased, he called her a good girl that night and came many nights

but never sent the others. He ceased as she grew old enough to

learn the true meaning of his game, hoping that she would forget.

Scars that were etched deep into her soul and could not be erased.

This night was over, she thought, heaving a huge sigh, but the next

night would come, followed by another night in a never ending cy-

cle of white and black. She slept with the same though every night,

a hope naïve and futile “maybe, just maybe, tomorrow won’t come.”

By Shivanjali Nath

MEMORIES..............

Life embraces so many beautiful moments in its arms.........

In the blink of an eye these moments flee like a feather in

the storms......!!

Friends who used to be with me from dawn to

dusk................are suddenly nowhere around...

together we laughed, smiled, cried, danced, sang, fell and

frowned......

And now I am walking the road f solitude...suddenly feeling

the shiver of those trembling sounds......

Tears that used to fall, those cries… shouting on the top of

our voice..

The fights we used to have.........

suddenly I’ve started craving for dose people who created

such a mess.......

An opulent life with folks, with luxuries in my hands.......

suddenly I’ve started craving for that queasy room full of

friends......

in the midst of kin's affection and concern....

suddenly I’ve started craving for those pranks...those bug-

ging comments....

A Sip of coffee never tasted so good..,a fight over the last

spoon of maggi was a delight......

Dancing in rains for hours and then clicking pictures all

night.......

those wonderful moments, those priceless smiles..now

bring tears in my eyes..

There was a time when life was at its best.....and those

MEMORIES still don’t fall apart.....

because though miles may lie btw us......we are never far

apart...

for FRIENDSHIP DOESN'T COUNT MILES...ITS MEASURED

BY THE HEART....

By Sakshi Dua

And there she was, waiting for John to come. Though the place was very beautiful but it was also secluded, out of the town just near the cliff. She did not know that she was not the only person, who waited for this velvet sunset everyday, Tom also waited. Tom lived just near the cliff, in a shabby old cottage. Lisa did not know him in fact nobody knew him. On a blissful evening Tom happened to see her, he knew it was love at 1st sight. Before he could ap-proach her there came John. He saw the smile and knew they were in love. From that day he used to come every evening , to protect the innocent lovers from the lovely dark and deep woods. He stood there

until John arrived , keeping his love safe for him.

By Siddharth Pratyush

FOR YOUR EYES ONLY

MY SPECIAL PERSON So many people in life I’ve seen’ And many of them so close I’ve been Everyday was a different one And with the dearest ones it was so much fun; But still some people lighten your heart Around your mind they will always dart; And in that way, you are my special person; So special and close to my heart for a million reasons... I wonder how we became so close; And remained the same even when life got remorse. When I am happy you are my smile, That prolongs the happiness for a mile.

When I am sad you become my frown, So that my spirits can never go down;

You are the most special person in my life... Who will accompany me in joys and strife;

The greatest gift that God gave me, The loveliest person that can be; All these words can never satisfy

To tell you how special you are even if I die!

By Garima Khanna

Make pretty and

lasting paper

roses for all your

loved ones this

valentine day

by following

these simple

steps!

THIS VALENTINE’S DAY

Make a quick and easy card for your loved ones

Fold a sheet of A4 paper in half. Place your

hand near the fold to get a half-heart between

thumb n forefinger. Outline hand. Do not cut

up between thumb and forefinger.

THE BOOKIE

The Palace of Illusions – Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni

Draupadi has always been portrayed negatively in our society. Dive into this gem of

a book and relive the Mahabharata through her eyes and her life. Divakaruni por-

trays Panchali as a powerful, strong, and independent woman, an equal to the men

around her rather than subservient. She presents her life as a series of choices

made by her, and not the people around her, giving her a voice in the overwhelming-

ly patriarchal society that was ancient India. The novel provides a complete narra-

tive, sometimes missing from the original epic, giving a stronger role to the women of

the story, and portraying them as equals in society. A must read not just for all the

feminists but a fresh perspective for all you mythology lovers too!!

Follow every rainbow - Rashmi Bansal

The book talks about the journeys of 25 successful women entrepreneurs. An inspir-

ing read about overcoming every challenge in your path to any achievement. The

book is categorised under three sections namely Lakshmi, Durga and Saraswati.

In the Laskhmi section all the 8 stories talk about the passion to find your true identity

in society while still carrying out family duties. The section Durga is about the fight

and challenges faced. The final section Saraswati talks about the power of knowledge

and how at every instance it was used to carve out a niche in society.

Chanakya’s chant – Ashwin Sanghi

Born as Vishnugupta history came to know him as the brilliant strategist Chanakya.

Satisfied—and a little bored—by his success as a kingmaker, through the simple

summoning of his gifted mind, he recedes into the shadows to write his Arthashastra,

the ‘science of wealth’. But history, which exults in repeating itself, revives Chanakya

two and a half millennia later, in the avatar of Gangasagar Mishra, a Brahmin teacher

in smalltown India who becomes puppeteer to a host of ambitious individuals—

including a certain slumchild who grows up into a beautiful and powerful woman.

Teri mohabbat main bemaane hain saare faasle, tu na ho saamne to humsaaya bankar poori karunga manzilein ! ae sanam dekh teri bewafaai ka kaisa parwaaz aaya, sookhe nainon se bhi ashkon ka sailaab aaya ! teri ek muskaan hi samaa suhaana bana jaati hai, yeh masoom adaa teri na jaane kitne afsaane saja jaati hai !

savarne ke liye ae sanam kyun tujhe aaina chahiye, aks dekhna hai apna to ek baar mere dil ke kareeb aaiye ! un ke khayaal mujhe kitne hanseen manzar dikhla gaaye, yaadon ka samnadar main bewafaai ke bhanvar dikhla gay-ee ! ae khuda kab milegi mujhe meri jashn-e-bahara, is sune aasmaan main dikha mujhe uski roshni ka sitara ! rusva hokar jab se tu mujhse door gayi hai, khushi tab se zindagi se begaani ban gayi hai ! khushnaseeb hain vo jo muhabbat se mehroom hain, tanhaa hokar bhi unki zindagi main kitna sukoon hai !

ladakpan ka pyaaar jo ban gaya tha ek bukhaar, tassavarun ki malika jo thi meri dil-e-gulzaar! meri justjoo ko jo guftgu main hi karti thi darkinaar, dhundte mere naina aaj bhi usse kayi kayi baar !!! sadkon par mandraate hun teri yaad main ae sanam bas yahi umeed hai bewafa se meri wafa na ho kam !!!!!

- By Faraz Ahmad

By Mrtyle Baracho

By Mrtyle Baracho

What’s Cooking ? EASY RECIPE FOR CHOCOLATE MOUSSE

- By Viraj Hede

Ingredients

Dark compound chocolate ½ slab

Whipped cream ½ litre

Butter 50 gms

Egg yolk 2 nos

Procedure

Whip the cream with a whipper to a good thick consistency.

Take non-stick utensil and melt the chocolate completely.

Add butter to the chocolate and mix it well.

Add the add yolks to this mixture and mix it well.

Now mix slowly this chocolate mixture into the whipped

cream.

Put this mixture in a bowl and keep it in the refrigerator for

3 hours.

Mousse is set and ready to be served.

GURUKOOL Professor Raj V. Amonkar

Q: After spending 26 years in the industry, how does it feel to take up teaching

as a profession?

A: Nov 2011 was when I joined GIM. I was a visiting faculty prior to that. So I

already had some insights into teaching and used to enjoy it. I love interact-

ing with students. It is not only the Guru giving knowledge to the ‘Shishya’

it is also the Guru learning from the shishya. I always believe young people

know a lot. I have 2 sons and at times I feel they know much more than I do,

especially the way they keep abreast with technology. So I end up learning

a lot from them and I just enjoy both the learning and the teaching.

Also while teaching I have to keep updating myself with the concepts of

management and in the process I end up connecting a lot of them to the

work I did in the industry so that too makes it a very interesting

experience.

Q: Describe your teaching philosophy/pedagogy.

A: Right from the time of engineering I used to teach my study group.

Even in my workplace people encouraged me to take up teaching. I just

am thankful that it seems to be God’s gift that I can teach effectively.

Q: Which Indian company do you think has the best supply chain network and why?

A There are different businesses and

sectors. Supply chain gets evolved ac-

cording to them. Comparing one sec-

tor to the other is like comparing ap-

ples and oranges. But you can compare

within sectors. Like Syngenta, where I

worked was acknowledged as the best

in the agro business. But you cannot compare a Syngenta with a

Hindustan Unilever. So you should compare companies in the

same sectors to make a comparison.

Q: What do you think is the future of supply chain management in India?

A: It is still at the tip of the iceberg. Compared to what I have read in aca-

demics and compared to what I have experienced there is a huge gap.

There is a lot we can

do especially in India.

The industry experts

I talk to all say now is

the time for Opera-

tions to catch up real-

ly strongly.

Q: What groundwork should Operations major/minors do so as to gain edge

during final placements process and even after joining the industry?

A: Recently the dean has started a practice of having stream wise meet-

ings. The placement cell also gave us feedback about questions asked in in-

terviews so that we can improve the course.

Q: Various simulation soft-

wares such as Markstrat and

Capstone are offered in our

curriculum in GIM. Do you

think some of these simula-

tion programs should also be

introduced for operations in

GIM?

A: In my supply chain management course I do a simulation kind of an ex-

ercise but it is on a smaller scale. I do believe that a simulation software

can be used. In fact even the beer game (operations simulation) which is

very popular among you students, I have incorporated that in excel.

Q: Despite of having engineers as the majority of students in GIM, why do

you think very less opt for operations as majors as compared to marketing/

finance?

A: It’s a very good question. There can be several

reasons for the same. Firstly, as many operations

related concepts are already taught in the engi-

neering curriculum, the students might feel that

they won’t be learning anything new. Secondly,

especially those with experience and have worked in the industry, they be-

come more allergic to it and aspire to do something new. There is a wise say-

ing – the other side of the meadow looks greener. Even though they may not

know what marketing/finance exactly is, going by the experience and frus-

trating environment, they might want a change. That’s what is also evident

in the management school selection interviews .

Q: What is your take regarding the recent idea of introducing IT

as a specialisation in GIM?

A: IT and Operations are currently merged together as one area. A

thought came to us that we could bifurcate the two into sub-areas : IT and

‘Production & Operations’. However, the way I see IT is, as a domain just

like Retail while HR, Finance, Operations, Marketing are functions sup-

porting the various domains. I see IT as a domain not an area. Like Cap-

stone simulation, we can introduce a specific course of business applica-

tions in IT giving an opportunity to apply, integrate and re learn the areas

of management.

Q: Upto what extent can Japanese concepts like Kaizen be

implemented in Indian industry?

A: It’s a very good question. There can be several

reasons for the same. Firstly, as many operations

related concepts are already taught in the engi-

neering curriculum, the students might feel that

they won’t be learning anything new. Secondly,

especially those with experience and have

worked in the industry, they become more allergic to it and aspire to do

something new. There is a wise saying – the other side of the meadow

looks greener. Even though they may not

know what marketing/finance exactly is, go-

ing by the experience and frustrating envi-

ronment, they might want a change. That’s

what is also evident in the management

school selection interviews.

Q: How was it teaching your son at GIM, our super senior?

A: Initially, I was quite nervous about it but it went naturally as he

was to me just like other students. We kept it very professional. I

ensured that we didn’t discuss much about what happened back in

college except for the course related doubts.

Q: Share your experience about your second home- Goa.

Do you still have your roots in

Mumbai?

Q: Interests /hobbies apart from teaching?

A: I was a dramatist in my college days. I

used to direct plays and take part in

elocution. Normally my plays always

had minimum of 25 characters. It

was quite a challenging task to bring

different individuals together.

I listen to songs as well. I’m more of

a ‘dehati’ kind of a person so listen

to more of Hindi songs.

A: Although born and brought

up in Mumbai, I am originally a

Goan. My sisters have been

married here. Every year, I and

my family would make a few

trips to Goa. It is indeed a nice

place. Later, I got married to Goan. It further motivated us to visit Goa

more often. Eventually now, for all practical purposes, we have lost con-

nection with Mumbai. I am still fond of Mumbai but, now, Goa is our

home.

IN THING ...

Counterclash:

‘Go,Go,Go!’....’Cover

me’....’Fire in the Hole’ was all

that students were hearing as the

news of a counter strike competi-

tion by the IT club spread like wild ‘fire’, hostel rooms were flood-

ed with groups of 5 busily trying to smoothen their hands over the

game and closely monitoring each other’s scores and trying to beat

each other in levels. Counter strike versions and setups were be-

ing shared over napster and peer learning was promptly in action.

Ethics everywhere:

“A man without ethics is a wild beast

loosed upon this world”, with the be-

ginning of 3rd term suddenly everyone

seems to be talking about ethics, and

this word almost became a fashion

statement! Students started using it

as a key in their presentations,

speeches during elections, group assignments and a lot more. The

best part was to watch movies which have never been heard of be-

fore or are too monotonous to hear about....:P and write our

‘ethical’ learning from the movies we have watched in an ‘ethical’

way.. phewww!!! that seems to be an ethics overdose..

an ‘ethical’ way.. phewww!!! that seems to be an ethics overdose..

Simulation Stimulus: That time of the year when students break

their heads over their virtual companies

and products and suddenly everything

starts revolving around their position in

the industry, what strategy the competi-

tors used, that moment when your prod-

ucts look like Tushar kapoor while others

shine like Salman... ..Tabahi :P , No one seems to know how

deep their company is going to sink, everyone seems to just run

behind prices.. moltol.. :P

Arambol aaramb: The GIM ship seems to sail from south Goa

to North Goa with the latest beach to explore being Arambol,

with everyone heading there especially for the touch of the blue

skies and the adrenaline rush that Paragliding gives. Everyone

going there believed they could

fly and touch the sky!

Elections era:

It’s the time of the year when

everyone seems to be talking,

discussing and exchanging

their thoughts on whom to vote

& why to vote. It’s not only the

country’s elections that are do-

ing the rounds but even GIM elections are a hot topic. Sud-

denly every person next to you could be a potential candi-

date in your head, and you wonder how much support can he

or she gather, & how is that person going to perform in future

or ‘help’ you ahead... All said n done the surprise gets re-

vealed only on the date of results, because one can only

guess who will be the next PM... Narendra Modi, Rahul

Gandhi or Arvind Kejiriwal.

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