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5 Year Weekend

A weekend to remember - returning to Boston 5 years after getting my diploma. I had been to Bostom a few times after, but this time, everyone was back. It beat my expectations.  I was afraid of the somewhat superficial conversation that arises with people you have not seen in 5 years. But even though many of the people you don't meet because you don't, others it is really because you live in different cities and continents, or even if in the same city, life takes the better of you and multi tasking takes a toll on your social life. It was great to hear what people are doing, how many have changed to go pursue new dreams, how many found happiness in their first job and settlement coty after business school. 
Being back at Harvard surrou ded with type A over achieving personalities can be tough. I was afraid my already beaten up brain might not react well in light of my constant feeling of failing at something, no matter how big or small. That was a great concern I had with this weekend. But I was relieved to see we are all succeeding and failing, all juggling ampnd struggling. Moreover, i was happy to see Harvard is addressing it, with multiple sessions about it, one of which I attended 'how to balance or blend your life'. It did not give me the answers I needed, simply because I don't think that answer exists, but the perspective of those striving for the answer is insightful, especially as they are on their 10th, 15th, 20th, 50th or even 60th reunion! 
There was more about the weekend that caught my attention, the whole vibe about entrepreneurship. But I will leave that for another post. 

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