Had my IIMB interview last week. Realized last night that if I dint document it, it'd soon be lost like most moments in my life which I dint bother making notes of, mental/physical/electronic!
But then I'm too lazy to type out the whole thing now cuz I've gone through it so many times already that recollecting it does not make me feel good anymore(unlike it did then and unlike iimb interviews are supposed to make you feel). The two and a half hours I spent waiting for my turn werent all that bad at all. Had quite a few laughs and almost everybody felt good after his/her interview, so no consoling. Mine was the last in my batch and I guess that explained my short interview. They just asked me questions and let me respond.No stress though I was a tad too prompt in replying to them, in hindsight. Should have assimilated a little more. Any which way, I got a fairly fair shot.
The campus is quite nice and feels a degree or two cooler than outside. The buildings are lovely with the creepers covering so many of the walls that you wonder who got there first. But then you get closer to them and they look like unfinished structures that are waiting endlessly in their pursuit of distemper and paint.
