Chapter 1
The world uses you when it needs you and the world throws you when it’s done with you. This was
what Ananta Jha, the 24 year old MBA student of Management Institute of Patan was thinking while
he walked towards his college. The first trimester exams had recently ended and the new session
had begun. As he reached towards the main entrance he saw the parking lot full of motorbikes;
quite a few of them his friends’.
“How dare they not call me?” he thought adjusting his thick black spectacles. As he walked the flight
of stairs he glanced upon the stream of Class photos hung on the wall like he usually did for no
particular reason.
Before entering his class, there was a loud voice from behind “Yo AJ, what’s up yo?” it was Sakti
Pradhan aka ‘The Dude’. Sakti walked towards Ananta in a brief pace with a grin on his face and
offered a customary handshake.
Ananta extended his hands in acceptance of the strange custom. Instead of the usual handshake,
Sakti pulled him to another classroom.
“Let me show you our new classroom” he said
“What new classroom?” Ananta responded
“It seems our classroom has been shifted bro.”
“Oh freak! I hate changes.”
“Don’t worry. It’s kind of cool.”
The classroom was on the far left corner of the building facing north. The room was filled with
unusual collages with the theme “What great managers’ do?”. The room was empty except for
several backpacks kept in random benches. Ananta kept his Swiss Gear backpack in the last bench
and approached the collages one by one. He appreciated the hard work of the previous batch. This
gave him a sense of achieving something similar, probably even more.
