At Great Lakes Institute of Management, it is not uncommon for folks to stay up late, working, learning, revelling in the beauty of the night and the intriguing mysteries that it unravels. Many of us would wander aimlessly in the hostel corridors and the cafeteria until the break of dawn. A sudden downpour of rain would accompany the eerie whistling of winds gushing through the corridors. There was a feeling of freedom and independence, and of pride especially for the institution, and for all the things that we could do because one man decided to put his heart and soul into building this institute. An anticipation for the future that lay ahead of us, the opportunities that this year would bring, and the rewards that we would reap.