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Vigil Bose (Vigil) | My thoughts on Business Management, Information Technology and Life

September 4, 2013It has been roughly four months since I blogged and I owe an apology to all my readers. With life’s sudden challenges, twists and turns, all of a sudden, I have to shift my focus and energy into different directions which manifests itself as a challenge to me from  focusing on writing. Anyway, I would like to share an interesting story about three incidents that I witnessed while I was in business school two years ago. I recently shared these incidents with another person who is very special to me. Although, there are several other fun moments I experienced with friends while in school, the aforementioned three incidents are worth mentioning because of the challenges involved in each one of them.First incident happened back in August, 2011 during our World Executive MBA (WEMBA) opening residency that was held at Ritz-Carlton Hotel in Washington DC. Our WEMBA program included two domestic residencies in addition to two international consulting assignments. During one of the opening domestic residency days, we were supposed to make a site visit to International Monetary Fund (IMF) in Washington DC. So we were all dressed up in business attire and as per the instruction of our professor, we were all lined up at the lobby of George Washington University School of Business’s Duques Hall on August 23rd, 2011. All of a sudden, I heard a rumbling sound and I almost felt like a bomb explosion coming from the underground. We all ran out of the building not realizing what was really happening for that moment.  Then someone said it was an earthquake. I never had any experience being involved in earthquakes and it was the first time I was in it. Suddenly, I wanted to call home to make sure my family was OK. But the phone lines were busy and even the text messages did not go through. Luckily, after a few minutes, one of my classmates iPhone worked (thanks to Verizon network) and I could talk to my family and made sure they were doing OK at home. They were also panicked and did not know what to do.  This earthquake triggered a mass exodus from downtown office buildings and roads across the region were clogged. Metrorail ran at a snail’s pace as a precaution. However, there were no deaths, fortunately, and damage was limited in the District of Columbia and its suburbs in Maryland and Virginia. But some of the city’s best-known landmarks, including the Washington Monument and National Cathedral, sustained major damage. The fun part was listening to all kinds of stories related to this earth quake and everyone I talked to had something to talk about it.Second incident also happened back in August 2011 during our WEMBA opening residency that was held at Ritz-Carlton Hotel in Washington DC.  During the program, the school arranged my accommodation at  the Ritz itself which now I miss very much. On one of the opening residency days, as usual, I got up at 6AM and after my work out, I went to the bath room. Unknowingly, I closed the door as soon as I entered the bath room. After shower, while trying to open the bath room door it did not open. My room was on the 12th floor and for a moment, my panic button triggered thinking that there was no way I could get others attention to let them know I was trapped inside the bathroom. Luckily, there was a telephone in the bath room. Until then, I really did not pay any attention to this phone and even used to question myself why a telephone is kept in the bath room. A sudden moment of joy flashed through my face and I readily grabbed the phone and called the reception and let them know about my situation. The person at the lobby who attended my phone call said, a help was on my way. So I waited and after a while, I could hear the murmuring sound inside my suite. All of a sudden,  I heard a man’s voice from outside asking me if I was OK. He tried to open the door from outside but it seemed to be stuck. Then he told me, he needed additional help to cut the door lock. So I continued to wait inside the bath room with a hope of some one would come and let me out soon so I could attend the class that day. After waiting for another 25 minutes or so, I heard another voice from outside telling me he was going to cut the lock and asked me to pull the door towards me as much as possible. Whew!  the other person finally cut the lock after 45 minutes or so since I got trapped inside a Ritz bath room on the 12th floor.Ritz-Carlton Reception Area, Washington DCA suite at The Ritz-Carlton, Washington, D.C.Third incident happened back in 2012 while I was travelling in Turkey during one of our international consulting assignments. I have a craze for photography so wherever I go, I take my still camera with me especially on all international trips. One day, the entire class decided to explore “The Grand Bazaar” in Istanbul which is one of the largest covered markets in the world with 60 streets and 5,000 shops, and attracts between 250,000 and 400,000 visitors daily. It is well-known for its jewellery, hand-painted ceramics, carpets, embroideries, spices and antique shops. The bazaar has four main gates situated at the ends of its two major streets which intersect near the southwestern corner of the bazaar. One of the best ways to recapture the romantic atmosphere of old Istanbul is to spending a leisurely afternoon exploring the bazaar, sitting in one of the cafe’s and watching the crowds pass by, and bargaining for purchases. The bus we travelled stopped near the bazaar and after we got out, we started walking towards one of the gates.  As soon as we entered the bazaar through one of the gates, I started capturing various moments inside the bazaar using my still camera.The Grand Bazaar Map (Istanbul, Turkey)Inside View of The Grand Bazaar, Istanbul, TurkeyAfter the first click, when I looked back, I did not see any of my classmates around. They all left by then and all I could see was a sea of people in front walking both ways. Suddenly, I saw one of my classmates standing on the side who also seemed to have lost just like me. Unfortunately, I did not carry my phone nor the telephone number of the contact person who was accompanying us from our hotel. I told my friend, we are lost and have only a few options. First, we can explore and enjoy the bazaar ourselves and forget the rest of our classmates. Second, we can go back to our hotel. Third, we can locate our classmates which seems a difficult task given the fact that there are a sea of people inside the bazaar and have to eliminate all possible variables. Anyway, we both decided to locate our friends because we felt without them there was no fun in exploring the bazaar ourselves. By the way, I had a vague remembrance of  someone from our group telling me that they were going to stop at a restaurant to have lunch. With this information in my mind and a great difficulty in hiding my panic on my face, I and my friend decided to walk slowly towards the direction we thought our classmates went. While walking, I also checked with one shop owner about the number of restaurants available inside the bazaar. He said, there are a bunch of small to medium size restaurants and coffee shops available inside the bazaar. We took all the turns that we came across and after walking roughly a mile, I saw a policeman standing at one of the gates.  I asked him whether there is any restaurant available inside the bazaar that could accommodate roughly 28 people. To my surprise, he said there is one restaurant that could fit 28 people in one sitting. I politely asked him if he could navigate us to that restaurant. Following his direction, we finally found the restaurant where our classmates went to have lunch.  Having said all this, I love Istanbul, a city that never sleeps, its pubs are always full and as the day begins to fade, its dance clubs welcome both men and women of all ages except that you need a woman to enter any dance club.;

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