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Layogenic

Posted by shreyasvjoshi on October 1, 2017


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Monet was always such a great example.
Those dots creating
Such things of beauty,
And yet,
Close up they are just dots…

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– TheMagicInMyPen (Tumblr)

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By Wikipedia Loves Art participant “trish” – Uploaded from the Wikipedia Loves Art photo pool on Flickr, CC BY 2.5, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=8569526

When I saw this ‘oil on canvas’ painting for the first time in Museum of Modern Art (MoMA) at New York three years back, I wondered what made this qualify for such an exuberant price. The concept of ‘modern art’ quite eluded me, until, surprisingly, an MBA class, about ‘strategic leadership’, from one of the best Professors that I have come across, taught me the subjective theory of value. In regard to works of art, I have often heard people say, myself included, they are “undervalued,” “underappreciated,” “hyped,” or “overvalued.” These are subjective evaluations and no one can measure by how much a work is “undervalued” or “hyped.” How well-known an artist is, plays an important part in subjective valuation.

TL;DR for this post in one line? Here you go – the value of a good is not determined by any inherent property of the good, nor by the amount of labour necessary to produce the good, but instead value is determined by the importance an acting individual places on a good for the achievement of his desired ends.

I read more about Monet only recently. He was part of the Impressionist art movement which put great emphasis on accurate depiction of light in its changing qualities, often accentuating the effects of the passage of time. The important thing to note here is that the object remains the same, only being captured at different points of time.

Water Lilies is a series of approximately 250 oil paintings by French Impressionist Claude Monet (1840–1926). The paintings depict Monet’s flower garden at his home, and were the main focus of Monet’s artistic production during the last thirty years of his life. The interesting thing is, many of the works were painted while Monet suffered from cataracts.

Which brings me to the title of this post. Layogenic. Taken from this post

Layogenic (Tagalog): Remember in Clueless when Cher describes someone as “a full-on Monet…from far away, it’s OK, but up close it’s a big old mess”? That’s exactly what this word means.

That’s how we lead our lives mostly. Our social media influenced, millennial life, I mean. Or pretentious people like me presume everyone in the universal set does, just because I have seen a sample set do the same. Anyway, I digress. I have no particular reason on what made me write a blog post after so long, except that I came across this very peculiar feeling and converting words to thoughts might help me focus on my submissions and get this over with. Or maybe, find someone who has felt the same and can elaborate on what I am feeling much more effectively.

IIM Bangalore has meant to me so many things. The first day I visited this college almost two years back for the admission interview, this place was indeed, a thing of beauty. And it continues to be so. So much so, that most of us already know that this place will continue to haunt us for the rest of our humdrum lives. An oasis of greenery away from the hustle-bustle of the city, these two years are indeed a blessing. And the value of these years, while subjective for all of us, is priceless in the long run indeed.

From far away, everything is perfect – when friends, relatives and outsiders visit the campus. All they see is the bride adorned in her best attire.

Case in point.

And this is one side of the coin, no doubt about it. The lush green campus, the beautifully adorned L-square, the tag of the institute, the overall brand equity and the alumni network that comes along with it, well, the pros are already much talked about, at least in India. Also, not talked about that much but still equally relevant are the peer learnings, the really useful and insightful course contents and just the wide abundance of knowledge available through multiple channels is simply daunting and we always feel there will be time later to read that one book, or go through that one Harvard case, or search that database in library, that time simply flies past before we realise our journey here is almost in the last quarter of its tenure.

It is, of course, very easy to turn cynical and find faults and misgivings in the system, look around you and see how everyone is so obsessed with their own little worlds that they don’t even take out the time to just stop for a moment and literally breathe and look around. I promise you, this campus is a treat for the tired soul. Case in point, v2.0.

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But then, I truly believe crushes and infatuation are just the beginning of any relationship. True love is when you see it up, close and ugly, and accept it and still choose to adore and worship it for what it is, and not what you thought it should be. And I guess that’s the point of this post. To confess my love for this place. And the people, of course. Because the place without the people would only serve as a skeleton and bring back memories.

So there might be a broken chair that has not been replaced since weeks.
An artificial fountain that is waiting to be reclaimed.
A pair of shoes which lie unnoticed behind the walls.
An idyllic location just besides your room from where you can see and hear the students moving around, but they can’t spot you that easily.
Or just the solitude that a cloudy, pleasant Sunday morning offers after the customary ‘chhole bhature’ breakfast in the mess.

I am not saying these things as metaphors, I am not that abstract of a person or a writer, for that matter.

In what has already become a long post, what is but a few more images. So, here you go, for your eyes only –

So, shouldn’t you be the best version of yourself? The guy / girl who bags the highest package, the guy / girl who achieves everything possible? Look at your parents in the eye, and ask yourself: Why shouldn’t you be what they want you to be?

Maybe, just maybe, because you’re not that person anymore. Because although you might have worked extremely hard (or smart) to reach where you are in life, maybe you started out that way, maybe some part of you thought you could become that person through the process that you underwent, but the truth is, the truth will catch up with you.

Either as a quarter life crisis, or some late realisation, when you’re out of whatever comfort zone you’re in currently, and then it would be difficult to shake the feeling that nothing about what you’re doing then would make any sense. And that’s okay.

Because you can’t logic your way in or out of life. Trying to carve your identity is totally non-sensical, in the long run. But we have to keep doing it, or else we’re lost, all our sense of individuality gone, and humanity is all ready to be automated. Because being yourself is the best and the toughest thing you can do.

And all this doesn’t have to make sense… to make sense.

TL;DR for life in a B-school in particular (or rather, life in general)? Here you go (edited from the one at the start) – the value of these years is not determined by any inherent property of the institute, nor by the amount of studies, case competitions necessary to produce the PPO, job offers, but instead value is determined by the importance YOU place on your priorities for the achievement of YOUR desired ends.

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just dots…

Were you the same?
Great concepts from far away,
A world to jump into.
But close to,
You were just a mess of a person.

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Case in point – Pic credits – Divya Nayak. Keep clicking! 🙂

Some more of her brilliant clicks:

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