Much like how a successful movie franchisee comes up with one sequel after the other, every six months I also come with a sequel, about the training modules that I attend in Copenhagen. I had been to the third and penultimate module in CPH from the 15th to the 30th Oct and this one much like the previous editions was a super hit and unlimited fun.
The third module is different for a few reasons. The major difference is that three exams are held in this module. This would be the last module to be held in the module centre at Karslunde (25 kms south of CPH), coz the final module is held in a different venue. By the third module, most of us know each other really well and therefore the fun and the energy is much more real.
We 4 from India (Sid, Vinay and Gauri) landed a day early than usual with an intention of studying, but used up most of the time before opening dinner; either sleeping or roaming around CPH .Anyway there was not much expectation to set the house on fire with our academic brilliance.
With the weight of the exams on everyone’s mind, we had a very somber opening dinner, there was no party at the basement (the venue for the night long parties).Next day people were up and awake and present at the restaurant at 7 am (something unheard of, since during the normal days, people sleepwalk in to the restaurant at 7.57, grab a handful of food and juice and make a dash to the classes). Exams were okay, not too difficult, not too easy and people were just waiting for the 2 days to get over before getting back to the normal module schedules – day long classes, night long parties aka networking.
The only thing I remember about the exams now are the triple ply paper on which we have to write. So after finishing writing down the answers we had to tear the three sheets and put them in the correct colored envelopes and submit them. In one the exams I was at my creative best and so ended up writing 33 pages. So imagine my plight tearing out the papers one after the other, this was more painful than writing those 33 pages.
The exams flew past us and then things were back on normal tracks. The first party night was a blast and subsequently every night some activity or the other was planned thanks to the fabulous activity manager – William. We had the usual suspects with regard to activities as in a bowling nite, karaoke nite et all but also we had jeopardy, bingo, flip cup, movie nite and much more. The best party had to be the Latino party with Ricardo and group throwing a heady cocktail of music, drinks and ambience to rock the place.
The classes were surprisingly not that interesting. Most of the subject being taught did not have any exams later, so people were not that interested and also most of them were just presentations and mostly academic. But there was no dearth of interesting people. Vincent – who calls himself (and is) the crazy Frenchman, Eyal – the Israeli with a great sense of humor, Tina – the Finn, who was the hands on module manager, Giovanni – the Italian whose long winding questions in class took 5 minutes to complete and put the teacher to sleep, and good ol Vinay from India, who was suffering from obsessive compulsive chocolate eating disorder.
During the modules huge emphasis is laid on networking, to use the 2 weeks and get to know as many people as possible. For me this was the best module on the networking aspect. People previously viewed as co inhabitants at the centre were now good friends. There was less of artificial surface talk and more of good natured banter and bonhomie. The USP of this program is undoubtedly the chance it gives to all of us to make friends with people across the world and it was heartening to see that most of us grabbed the opportunity with glee.
The closing dinner arrived and it was time to say good bye to Karlsunde, the sleepy suburb which was our home for 2 weeks once every 6 months for the last year and a half. The Karslunde food was never great; the weather has most of us in knots always, but as our coach said the people, the time spent together and the resulting memories makes this place unforgettable. Our program has one more module to go, but not at this idyllic suburb. There was a tinge of disappointment inside everybody at the fact that the Karslunde days are over. All good things have to come to an end and as a friend said, it’s better if it comes to an end when it is still good. It was good, it is over. God Bless
Next day we were back on the flight heading home to Mumbai, with loads of great memories and sad that the module was over. Now here I am in the familiar environs of the Shared service centre, penning down this and wishing I was back in Karslunde.
The third module is different for a few reasons. The major difference is that three exams are held in this module. This would be the last module to be held in the module centre at Karslunde (25 kms south of CPH), coz the final module is held in a different venue. By the third module, most of us know each other really well and therefore the fun and the energy is much more real.
We 4 from India (Sid, Vinay and Gauri) landed a day early than usual with an intention of studying, but used up most of the time before opening dinner; either sleeping or roaming around CPH .Anyway there was not much expectation to set the house on fire with our academic brilliance.
With the weight of the exams on everyone’s mind, we had a very somber opening dinner, there was no party at the basement (the venue for the night long parties).Next day people were up and awake and present at the restaurant at 7 am (something unheard of, since during the normal days, people sleepwalk in to the restaurant at 7.57, grab a handful of food and juice and make a dash to the classes). Exams were okay, not too difficult, not too easy and people were just waiting for the 2 days to get over before getting back to the normal module schedules – day long classes, night long parties aka networking.
The only thing I remember about the exams now are the triple ply paper on which we have to write. So after finishing writing down the answers we had to tear the three sheets and put them in the correct colored envelopes and submit them. In one the exams I was at my creative best and so ended up writing 33 pages. So imagine my plight tearing out the papers one after the other, this was more painful than writing those 33 pages.
The exams flew past us and then things were back on normal tracks. The first party night was a blast and subsequently every night some activity or the other was planned thanks to the fabulous activity manager – William. We had the usual suspects with regard to activities as in a bowling nite, karaoke nite et all but also we had jeopardy, bingo, flip cup, movie nite and much more. The best party had to be the Latino party with Ricardo and group throwing a heady cocktail of music, drinks and ambience to rock the place.
The classes were surprisingly not that interesting. Most of the subject being taught did not have any exams later, so people were not that interested and also most of them were just presentations and mostly academic. But there was no dearth of interesting people. Vincent – who calls himself (and is) the crazy Frenchman, Eyal – the Israeli with a great sense of humor, Tina – the Finn, who was the hands on module manager, Giovanni – the Italian whose long winding questions in class took 5 minutes to complete and put the teacher to sleep, and good ol Vinay from India, who was suffering from obsessive compulsive chocolate eating disorder.
During the modules huge emphasis is laid on networking, to use the 2 weeks and get to know as many people as possible. For me this was the best module on the networking aspect. People previously viewed as co inhabitants at the centre were now good friends. There was less of artificial surface talk and more of good natured banter and bonhomie. The USP of this program is undoubtedly the chance it gives to all of us to make friends with people across the world and it was heartening to see that most of us grabbed the opportunity with glee.
The closing dinner arrived and it was time to say good bye to Karlsunde, the sleepy suburb which was our home for 2 weeks once every 6 months for the last year and a half. The Karslunde food was never great; the weather has most of us in knots always, but as our coach said the people, the time spent together and the resulting memories makes this place unforgettable. Our program has one more module to go, but not at this idyllic suburb. There was a tinge of disappointment inside everybody at the fact that the Karslunde days are over. All good things have to come to an end and as a friend said, it’s better if it comes to an end when it is still good. It was good, it is over. God Bless
Next day we were back on the flight heading home to Mumbai, with loads of great memories and sad that the module was over. Now here I am in the familiar environs of the Shared service centre, penning down this and wishing I was back in Karslunde.
3 comments:
good to knw u had a good time..
Thanks for a fabulous 2 weeks - will look forward to reading your views on the fourth module experience :-)
stay there ;o )
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