11:00 EST was the time when I lost hope. For without it, probably, i would have not got the sweetest, the most terrifying and thrilling surprise of my life. I got in.. I made it to INSEAD. INSEAD is the only school I applied to and I got in. When I got the call from +33 number, I was coming from the blood donation to Red Cross. In back of my mind, I knew that INSEAD only sends rejects on the last day. Friday was the last day. As 11 am EST is 5 pm in Fontainbleau, France, my calculation said that 11 am on Thursday is the end of my MBA dream. I was so depressed with my mind in constant turmoil on what went wrong in my application. I did very best on essays, my interviews were good, maybe GMAT was not that good or my experience was not enough. All sorts of reasons were making me tired. When the call from INSEAD came at 11:13, I did not know what to talk about. I went blank. In fact I was so much in daze that at the end of the call, I asked if I got admitted and who am I talking to. When I called my wife to tell about my admit, I failed to recall even one sentence of the conversation. So much so that after talking to my wife, we were not sure if I got in or was waitlisted or simply rejected (this option was logically eliminated). I waited whole night to get the email from the admin office (3:45 am) that confirmed that I got in. For the whole next day, i was pinching myself to believe the news. INSEAD MBA has been a dream for four years.
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