ripples issue #5 | december 2013
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Introducing "Gift Economy"TRANSCRIPT
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RIPPLES
Journal by Innovation & Entrepreneurship Cell
IMT Dubai
December 2013 Volume 1 | Issue #5
To bring out the key ideas of
IEC, which are
Inspire, Evolve, Create,
this issue of Ripples has been categorized accordingly.
One of the secrets of life is that all
that is really worth the doing, is
what we do for others
- Lewis Carroll
Index:
The Hero Page 1
Testimonial Page 2
Gift Economy Page 3
Puzzles & Facts Page 4
About Ripples Page 4
The Hero December 2013, Utsav Maitra
Fare thee well, my own true love We’ll meet another day, another time. It ain’t the leavin’ that’s a-grievin’ me But my true love that’s bound to stay behind.
Bob Dylan said these words. Yet, sitting there in the North Stand at the Wankhede, not fifty feet away from a shouldered Tendulkar waving goodbye with the tri-colour, truer words couldn’t have sprung to mind. And sure enough, after all the runs, all the centuries, all the injuries and all the sweat and all the tears, a hero of a nation walked out to the middle - alone and unaccompanied, adorning the white armour that he first wore when he didn’t have an inkling of the deification to come - brought himself down and paid his respects to the pitch that started it all, bidding farewell to his own true love that’s bound to stay behind. And all around him, thirty-five thousand people wept.
This article will not talk about the records or the statistics. It will not discuss his best innings or his greatest centuries.
This article will not engage in the futility of defending Tendulkar against foolish detractors and critics who are now, doubtlessly, out of a job. This article will talk about an entire country’s unified love for one of its sons. And this was love. This wasn’t merely admiration or respect. Tendulkar wasn’t someone’s favourite cricketer like Brando is someone’s favourite movie star or like Pink Floyd is someone’s favourite band. This was true love, pure and simple, unadulterated and indefatigable. This article is about a boy who, at sixteen, began his endeavor to occupy the hearts of a billion people. And twenty-four years later, when the boy bid farewell to his love, a billion people bid farewell to theirs.
Let’s cast our minds back to when we were children. We could become anything we wanted. We had dreams. And these were dreams untouched by the troubles of reality. There was no one to tell us we couldn’t be something. The future was wide open. And then, without ever being aware of it, we grew up. Other people started telling
INSPIRE
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Testimonial – “Before I Die” December 2013, Saurav Karanjai
“The flower that blooms in adversity is the rarest and most beautiful of all.” ― Walt Disney Company, Mulan.
Inspiration, Motivation, Adversity are ubiquitous terms in a management graduates dictionary. The ability to follow your chosen path needs inspiration, which translates into motivation when you face any adversity on that path. But inspiration is a queer sentiment. Its source is undefined that is why maybe it is so hard to come by. IEC has been a source of Inspiration to me. I can say this because its activities make me feel that I also can do wonders with my life.
Thinking about one thing to do before I die, makes an array of emotions run through your head. What is the thing you love the most? What is the thing you cherish the most? It clears your thoughts and objectives. Does your present path lead you to that Aim? Or does your current mission lead you that vision? (MBA jargon) If the one thing you want to do before you die is to say Thank you to your parents then do it now. Why wait for the end to come? It really made me re-strategize my life. What would be my last thing to do before I die? Show my family the whole world and travel with them to each and every nook and cranny. This really cleared my view of what to do with my life and I thank IEC for that.
us what we should and what we couldn’t be. We became rational. And we packed up all those dreams and we locked them away in a distant little place called childhood. We were in desperate need of someone to show us that it doesn’t necessarily have to be this way. That’s what Tendulkar did. It was never just about the cricket. It was about hope. And we lived his dream with him. His success was our success. His failure was our failure. His joy was ours as was his pain. In January of 1999, we played Pakistan in a historic test match in Chennai. Tendulkar, with an excruciating pain in his back, soldiered through to a heartbreaking 136. We lost the game by 12 runs. Tendulkar was inconsolable. He sat in the team’s dressing room for hours, crying. And we cried with him. It was never just the cricket.
I come from a generation of kids who picked up a cricket bat because of Tendulkar. It is this generation that missed classes when he was batting. It is this generation that drank Boost because it was the secret of his energy. It is this generation that skipped school and went for cricket coaching instead.
It is this generation that wanted to
master the straight drive. And it is
this generation that will miss him
the most. We grew up with
Tendulkar. I don’t know how to
watch cricket without him. And I’m
not sure I want to.
A hundred centuries. And I wasn’t
there for a single one of them. But I
was there when he raised his bat for
the last time. One wonders what the
Master will do now. Here is a man
who has devoted the better part of
his life to his sport, who has toiled
tirelessly for his love and for his
nation, who has grown up in the
glare of the critical public eye only
to become this country’s favourite
son. He lived his dream for twenty-
four years. What will he do now that
his dream is done? Well, I don’t
know. I imagine he will sigh a short
sigh, sleep twenty-four years’ worth
of sleep, and dream another dream.
“Goodbye” – Sachin Ramesh
Tendulkar, 16th
November 2013
Goodbye, my hero.
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EVOLVE Gift Economy – an experiment
December 2013, Editor’s note
“We’ve all been given a gift, the gift of life. What we do with our lives is our gift back.” – Edo
A gift is a thing we do not get by our own efforts. We cannot buy it; we cannot acquire it through an act of will. It is bestowed upon us. Nature has given us many of them for example, sunlight, air we breathe & water we drink.
Gift economy is a mode of exchange where valuables are not sold, but rather given without an explicit agreement for immediate or future rewards. In contrast to a barter economy or a market economy, social norms and custom govern gift exchange, rather than an explicit exchange of goods or services for money or some other commodity.
There are businesses running all around the world on the above concept. For example, some restaurants where you can eat and pay whatever amount you feel like, if you want to. Also, some healthcare centers, hospitality services, transport services work on the above model and are sustaining their operations since a long time.
Accepting and believing the above is a challenge, however, with the increasing number of disasters and agony, the only choice which the society has, is gift economy.
For further reading: http://wiki.gifteconomy.org
/Main_Page
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EEZkQv25uEs
Gift Economy @ IMT Dubai
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CREATE
A stark raving mad king tells his 100 wisest men he is about to
line them up and that he will place either a red or blue hat on
each of their heads. Once lined up, they must not communicate
amongst themselves. Nor may they attempt to look behind them
or remove their own hat.
The king tells the wise men that they will be able to see all the
hats in front of them. They will not be able to see the color of
their own hat or the hats behind them, although they will be able
to hear the answers from all those behind them.
The king will then start with the wise man in the back and ask
"what color is your hat?" The wise man will only be allowed to
answer "red" or "blue," nothing more. If the answer is incorrect
then the wise man will be silently killed. If the answer is correct
then the wise man may live but must remain absolutely silent.
The king will then move on to the next wise man and repeat the
question.
The king makes it clear that if anyone breaks the rules then all
the wise men will die, then allows the wise men to consult before
lining them up. The king listens in while the wise men consult
each other to make sure they don't devise a plan to cheat. To
communicate anything more than their guess of red or blue by
coughing or shuffling would be breaking the rules.
What is the maximum number of men they can be guaranteed to
save?
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