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Day 57


Day 57 (5th November)

It is that time of the month when I have to write an editorial for the Alumni Association newsletter. I have a free hand to choose the subject of the editorial, but obviously it can’t be Trump or Modi. I thrive on the confidence that a topic will always pop into my mind at the 11th hour. But that confidence is slowly evaporating after nearly 30 months. This year, I have written about philanthropy, role models, talent management, building leaders etc. The idea for this month’s editorial came after reading yesterday about the new MBBS curriculum which puts lot of emphasis on communication skills. The newsletter is mailed to about 6500 alumni, but I have no delusions that everyone of them is reading my editorial. The feedback has been as rare as the blue moon. But life goes on, as it must.

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