Story of the Resource Center


It was 2nd April 2010, a silent but energetic Friday evening at the Great Lakes campus. Still, there was something unusual. After a tiring game of football, I was on my way to the tea shop outside the campus. The usually shiny cement bricks were hiding behind the cloak of darkness. How would you feel when the hottest girl of the college walks out in the salwar-kurta for the Karmayoga visit? Well the emotions were somewhat similar, if not of the same dimensions. Inquisitive about the strange darkness, I started scratching back of my mind. I was not in the bath tub, but “Eureka!!!” was the thought. It was Good Friday and the resource center had closed at 5 PM.

It won’t be wrong if I call resource center as the ‘Deepa Stambha’ (Light Tower) of our campus. The place has something special in it. It is like that one teacher, whose sheer presence makes the most notorious kid attend the lectures with utmost sincerity. As the year is about to end and it’s time to do the famous ‘Bid Adieu to Great Lakes’, like many other patriots, I am feeling nostalgic. If I start ranking the places I’ll miss the most, Resource Center would definitely be a serious contender for the top spot. I can’t remember the countless visits to this place for assignments. The place became a hot spot a day before exams. Grabbing a seat in the resource center at that time was as difficult as finding stains after washing clothes with Surf excel (Come on Unilever this one is to lure you to come for recruitments).  It’s a different thing that next day, the same people were seen crowding Mahabalipuram bars. Be it assignment discussions or be it project work or be it the few moments of fun under the disguise of committee work, it all happened at resource center. On numerous occasions, I was astonished by the intelligence of my fellow patriots. How some of them dealt with the deadly monsters called Anova and regression with such ease? God only knows. I have seen some future CEO’s having discussions on what Coke should have done or how Google is taking Yahoo’s case. Many a times during the economics pre reads, when discussions strayed to China, my fellows made me feel how less did I know.

Every book here is a gift from the ‘Dean Prof. Bala V. Balachandran’ to the students. I thank Uncle Bala on behalf of his 260 nephews and nieces for these wonderful gifts. When Ram Sethu was built, every stone was blessed with the word ‘Sri Ram’. This is something similar. Hopefully this ‘Wanar Sena’ of yours with the help of this ‘Resource Sethu’ can cross any ocean to defeat any Ravana and conquer any Lanka of the world. This light of knowledge that the ‘Deepa Stambha’ called resource center has provided us, has the ability to cure the world of the disease called darkness. For us it has been a year full of ‘Tamasoma Jyotirgamaya’ and we promise you a world full of ‘Tamasoma Jyotirgamaya’.


-Pushkar Bendre

class of 2010

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Great Lakes Institute of Management aims to seek, mould, polish and develop leaders with changing times. Based on its discipline based core courses it moulds the students to become "Masters of Business Readiness" by a dynamic curriculum of customer - centric electives providing synergies, enriching tradition with innovation, processes, technology and intellectual capital.
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One Response to Story of the Resource Center

  1. Nemidor says:

    Is it possible for great lakes to get international accreditation like EQUIS , AASCB or AMBA. Then may be it won’t need AICTE approval.
    All over world many reputed colleges possess these.

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