Choice !!!
Well that’s exactly what I have at hand when I write this blog… The reason being I have been pretty unfaithful and so much water has passed thru Wensum and BTM lake that I could write down a whole book .
Well let me use this a catch up and I hope to stick to my new year resolution of a post every weekend atleast . Hmm let me hit the road running…
26 Oct and I sat in 726 service to Heathorw from Norwich. With good byes and feeling that we(me, CD, Sanjarekha, Subhashree, 11 Sidestrand, and Norwich) would miss each other. Guess I miss them all of them…hope they too do… I was a touch disappointed at coming back. (Have to admit that for this blog is for me and people who know me well) But, beneath the outer layer, I had few things to sort out. An interview for ISB, my other apps, more importantly an idea which I had to sell to a few important people. I was pretty determined to make sure I did not have another appraisal in TCS … :)
So I reach Heathrow dressed in a Jeans, T shirt, a sports jacket and my all encompassing no-good eastern store jacket. For the uninitiated, it’s the common TCS crime, we all buy bulky, ugly and useless ¾ jacket which just hangs in ur wardrobe…Not used to Jacket even in the cold Norwich evenings, I was sweating pretty bad. At the checkin counter, the stares made me shiver in my pants. Anyone could easily consider me a terrorist, dressed in jacket full of explo*****!!!! Noooooo….. did not want to get shot down like one..so threw off the jackets, not in the trash but on to my trolly. This along with a huge chocolate buying spree seem to be the most important events.
21 days of fun, fight, fooling was what I had next. Aditya…my kiddo nephew of jus 7 months made the leave worth while…he is an absolute delight to be with. He came to me… Probably he thought I was a new toy which mom got!!! And luckily all that I got for him withstood his stress test and he liked a few!!! Wah my luck. Sadly the cardboard of the toys appealed to him a li’l more than the toys…Had fights with aka…hmm cool we are normal…and have not become so called grown-ups…and of course something else important happened aswell…Anyway, cant forget how difficult it was for me to cross the road on the first day. There was a circle in Mumbai roads. Hmm, so what we actually have is a stone in the middle of the road, autorik’s stop in the middle of road and people get on and off right there and the rest of the traffic shapes around it happily. No one stops for other and yet no one gets hurt. Trust me it took me 20 min to cross.
17-Nov had my interview at Hotel Taj. Since I have told so many people how it went, just would not waste the space here. It was the usual thing with me going ayo I could have done better…but it was history…I wonder what happened to my fellow interviewee…
21-Nov saw the heat of Bangalore. Till this time though I had come to India I was at a sweet home in Mumbai….So when I saw my bachelor’s quarters, it was a shock and the word is a understatement. From a carpeted house,(even the bathrooms were carpeted!!!) in Norwich to this…hota hai yaar…life’s like that I thought. It reminded me of my BE days…The traffic, the honking of horns, the crowds, the pollution, and just about everything seemed new and OOO was the only word for the first few days.
12-Dec and hope, angry, frustrated, dreamy, ecstatic were all the emotions that I had. Hmm quite a load for my heart….it started with the usual what will happen to my results and my future, and as the day progressed it went thru the grind as to what would happen to some other issue I had…and as I was speaking to my father in the evening I opened my mail and Lo…I was ecstatic..Iwas selected to ISB….. Could not have been a better timing… I was reading the mail out to my father… the person who I always want to be…I hope I will someday…Seventh ummm no probably seventeenth heaven was where I was… This one result had cleared so many things…(a bigger version of this post went missing as I was trying to format it :( )
15-Dec was when I told this to my project manager. And rather than him, it was me who was shocked and surprised. There was no surprise to PM when I said I would quit in march. He said he thought I would do that in January when my three months contact ended. Here I go stumped badly.
A quite new year and some struggles still continue. Till date some things are still on simmer rather than completion but that’s life…
And today when India lost to 2 umpires rather than Australian team, I am a little sad. Writing this post certainly helped me live thru those wonderful days of my life.
Luv
Prani
Well that’s exactly what I have at hand when I write this blog… The reason being I have been pretty unfaithful and so much water has passed thru Wensum and BTM lake that I could write down a whole book .
Well let me use this a catch up and I hope to stick to my new year resolution of a post every weekend atleast . Hmm let me hit the road running…
26 Oct and I sat in 726 service to Heathorw from Norwich. With good byes and feeling that we(me, CD, Sanjarekha, Subhashree, 11 Sidestrand, and Norwich) would miss each other. Guess I miss them all of them…hope they too do… I was a touch disappointed at coming back. (Have to admit that for this blog is for me and people who know me well) But, beneath the outer layer, I had few things to sort out. An interview for ISB, my other apps, more importantly an idea which I had to sell to a few important people. I was pretty determined to make sure I did not have another appraisal in TCS … :)
So I reach Heathrow dressed in a Jeans, T shirt, a sports jacket and my all encompassing no-good eastern store jacket. For the uninitiated, it’s the common TCS crime, we all buy bulky, ugly and useless ¾ jacket which just hangs in ur wardrobe…Not used to Jacket even in the cold Norwich evenings, I was sweating pretty bad. At the checkin counter, the stares made me shiver in my pants. Anyone could easily consider me a terrorist, dressed in jacket full of explo*****!!!! Noooooo….. did not want to get shot down like one..so threw off the jackets, not in the trash but on to my trolly. This along with a huge chocolate buying spree seem to be the most important events.
21 days of fun, fight, fooling was what I had next. Aditya…my kiddo nephew of jus 7 months made the leave worth while…he is an absolute delight to be with. He came to me… Probably he thought I was a new toy which mom got!!! And luckily all that I got for him withstood his stress test and he liked a few!!! Wah my luck. Sadly the cardboard of the toys appealed to him a li’l more than the toys…Had fights with aka…hmm cool we are normal…and have not become so called grown-ups…and of course something else important happened aswell…Anyway, cant forget how difficult it was for me to cross the road on the first day. There was a circle in Mumbai roads. Hmm, so what we actually have is a stone in the middle of the road, autorik’s stop in the middle of road and people get on and off right there and the rest of the traffic shapes around it happily. No one stops for other and yet no one gets hurt. Trust me it took me 20 min to cross.
17-Nov had my interview at Hotel Taj. Since I have told so many people how it went, just would not waste the space here. It was the usual thing with me going ayo I could have done better…but it was history…I wonder what happened to my fellow interviewee…
21-Nov saw the heat of Bangalore. Till this time though I had come to India I was at a sweet home in Mumbai….So when I saw my bachelor’s quarters, it was a shock and the word is a understatement. From a carpeted house,(even the bathrooms were carpeted!!!) in Norwich to this…hota hai yaar…life’s like that I thought. It reminded me of my BE days…The traffic, the honking of horns, the crowds, the pollution, and just about everything seemed new and OOO was the only word for the first few days.
12-Dec and hope, angry, frustrated, dreamy, ecstatic were all the emotions that I had. Hmm quite a load for my heart….it started with the usual what will happen to my results and my future, and as the day progressed it went thru the grind as to what would happen to some other issue I had…and as I was speaking to my father in the evening I opened my mail and Lo…I was ecstatic..Iwas selected to ISB….. Could not have been a better timing… I was reading the mail out to my father… the person who I always want to be…I hope I will someday…Seventh ummm no probably seventeenth heaven was where I was… This one result had cleared so many things…(a bigger version of this post went missing as I was trying to format it :( )
15-Dec was when I told this to my project manager. And rather than him, it was me who was shocked and surprised. There was no surprise to PM when I said I would quit in march. He said he thought I would do that in January when my three months contact ended. Here I go stumped badly.
A quite new year and some struggles still continue. Till date some things are still on simmer rather than completion but that’s life…
And today when India lost to 2 umpires rather than Australian team, I am a little sad. Writing this post certainly helped me live thru those wonderful days of my life.
Luv
Prani
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