I was done with my final year graduation exams and I had got through the campus placement too, so I hadn't much to worry about in life atleast for the time being. I was expecting the Infosys joining date to be around 8 months later and a long holiday welcomed me.My mind was bogged with all the things I could do or learn and was pretty excited about it.A few holidays passed and never did it surprise me that I was occupied all the time.Books, movies,tv shows, incubating some story in my head (though never came up with any full fledged one...happens often with me though :) ), guitar classes ( thats when I realised watering a tree is never as relishing as the fruit), evam ( ended up getting their call on the same day as that of Infy),I was shuffling my time among them.
On one fateful day(though sounding dramatic, it does justification to the way I felt), on one of the days in August, I got the call letter from infy with the DOJ as July 18th,2011.I felt like I was gonna miss my life.I was cherishing my holiday life, busy round the clock, when the call letter was welcoming me to a mechanical life.Infact, there were times when I felt I mustn't be accepting the call letter.My likes shadowed my logic.Though, eventually, sense did prevail and whether or not I liked it, I had to go.
All the packing started and if I am right, I was heading forward to my first time independent life (more importantly, a life of fulltoo freedom) and on July 16th, Mysore Express rattled me to Mysore, my abode for the next five and a half months.My bro received me at the station. A long queue and a few registration processes at Infy,gate no 2 and Ramanathan Venkataramani (which is me) treads the path of an Infoscian.(sounds awe(y) but trust me,IT field is not any assorted chocolate box to keep you hooked for long :P ).My room number 78/345 (block number 78 and room number 345), kya bindaas room tha.Never felt like I was staying in a hostel, it was a hotel with ulterior room service.I tell you all the hotel sorry hostel staff are karmayogis there,keep working all the time.Well, the first week in campus was only induction and sight seeing (This is a 350 acre campus-cricket ground,tennis,TT,gym,swimming pool,shuttle, snooker,multiplex,7 food courts..this place rocks).Our classes were allocated and our generic stream thus begun.I loved the place,I was seated in the classroom.360 degrees entertainment.That means on every side I had friends I could laugh my heart out with. In fact, I even stayed back in the class a lot of days just for their company.Time never had its time then.There were classes, exams but fun and academics were on two different tracks and running in parallel too !!Then after a few days in generic, began the one week of PSD(Professional Skills Development).This one week was even better.No assignments, no reclining in your push back waiting for break..That was fun tym.It was supposed to hone your interpersonal skills and who wouldn't cherish talking,entertaining and also being entertained.
TT,bowling,multiplex movies,Tonif Dhaba,gossip in classroom and in rooms,b'day celebrations at 12am, pizza treats in friend's room,weekend outings, cosy rooms to put my mind on paper, ice cream at 12 am,a few interesting characters around :), I had a gala time there.I even philosophized in my mind that life is a prepaid mobile and so one should never be upset for anything (heard it somewhere). Around a month later, the results of our RDBMS exams had come, the last day in generic.None of my friends had cleared it.Walking with one of my friends that evening, I got a message that our classrooms for 'intermediate' had been allocated.Out of nervous anxiety, I went to the GEC to check my classroom to only be relieved that all the people I wanted were in the same class..Yippee!!
The first day of intermediate, I still smile recollecting the moment when we were swapping our places so that we friends could be together.There was only one thing missing in intermediate and that was something new to learn :P. So even the exams were tension free.Silly forwards during sessions,gossips during break time, all were fun.The intermediate was nearing its end and it seemed really short.There were trainees who were being sent to other cities to continue their training and so the last day of intermediate, I was being given a hearty send off by classmates as if I wasn't going to return to Mysore :D Though I was happy at that time that I could go home for Diwali, I only realised it later it was only a bane since I was to be put among strangers in a tougher stream and my life was going to be a total contrast to what I had lived so far there.
Stream began and no more did CGPA or TPI mattered.All that mattered was 50 in each module and hoping that the aggregate would somehow reach 65. I missed my friends and each day, I despised going to class.I wasn't myself anymore.I wasn't talking much to my classmates or having fun anymore.I fell sick during the third module exam and that was just icing on the cake.My CGPA plummeted from 4.9 to 4.3.Stream was the worst time, I had in Mysore (which might not have been the case if I hadn't cleared the RDBMS exam or atleast had my friends been there...life does become easier when you know there could always be someone scoring lesser than you :P:D (just kidding) )
Well, nearly five months gone since I returned to Chennai from Mysore and still I miss 'the City of palaces' badly and this was something I never expected even in my weirdest imagination to happen, when I had got the offer letter.Life in its contrasting hues brings in many everlasting memories. Bogging in the heavy downpour of life, u never expect the glaring sun to create a colorful rainbow.It is only the unanticipated labyrinths of life, that makes it so precious.There were moments that I wish
I could live some day again but who knows,in the maze of life, tomorrow could well end up being that day :)
On one fateful day(though sounding dramatic, it does justification to the way I felt), on one of the days in August, I got the call letter from infy with the DOJ as July 18th,2011.I felt like I was gonna miss my life.I was cherishing my holiday life, busy round the clock, when the call letter was welcoming me to a mechanical life.Infact, there were times when I felt I mustn't be accepting the call letter.My likes shadowed my logic.Though, eventually, sense did prevail and whether or not I liked it, I had to go.
All the packing started and if I am right, I was heading forward to my first time independent life (more importantly, a life of fulltoo freedom) and on July 16th, Mysore Express rattled me to Mysore, my abode for the next five and a half months.My bro received me at the station. A long queue and a few registration processes at Infy,gate no 2 and Ramanathan Venkataramani (which is me) treads the path of an Infoscian.(sounds awe(y) but trust me,IT field is not any assorted chocolate box to keep you hooked for long :P ).My room number 78/345 (block number 78 and room number 345), kya bindaas room tha.Never felt like I was staying in a hostel, it was a hotel with ulterior room service.I tell you all the hotel sorry hostel staff are karmayogis there,keep working all the time.Well, the first week in campus was only induction and sight seeing (This is a 350 acre campus-cricket ground,tennis,TT,gym,swimming pool,shuttle, snooker,multiplex,7 food courts..this place rocks).Our classes were allocated and our generic stream thus begun.I loved the place,I was seated in the classroom.360 degrees entertainment.That means on every side I had friends I could laugh my heart out with. In fact, I even stayed back in the class a lot of days just for their company.Time never had its time then.There were classes, exams but fun and academics were on two different tracks and running in parallel too !!Then after a few days in generic, began the one week of PSD(Professional Skills Development).This one week was even better.No assignments, no reclining in your push back waiting for break..That was fun tym.It was supposed to hone your interpersonal skills and who wouldn't cherish talking,entertaining and also being entertained.
TT,bowling,multiplex movies,Tonif Dhaba,gossip in classroom and in rooms,b'day celebrations at 12am, pizza treats in friend's room,weekend outings, cosy rooms to put my mind on paper, ice cream at 12 am,a few interesting characters around :), I had a gala time there.I even philosophized in my mind that life is a prepaid mobile and so one should never be upset for anything (heard it somewhere). Around a month later, the results of our RDBMS exams had come, the last day in generic.None of my friends had cleared it.Walking with one of my friends that evening, I got a message that our classrooms for 'intermediate' had been allocated.Out of nervous anxiety, I went to the GEC to check my classroom to only be relieved that all the people I wanted were in the same class..Yippee!!
The first day of intermediate, I still smile recollecting the moment when we were swapping our places so that we friends could be together.There was only one thing missing in intermediate and that was something new to learn :P. So even the exams were tension free.Silly forwards during sessions,gossips during break time, all were fun.The intermediate was nearing its end and it seemed really short.There were trainees who were being sent to other cities to continue their training and so the last day of intermediate, I was being given a hearty send off by classmates as if I wasn't going to return to Mysore :D Though I was happy at that time that I could go home for Diwali, I only realised it later it was only a bane since I was to be put among strangers in a tougher stream and my life was going to be a total contrast to what I had lived so far there.
Stream began and no more did CGPA or TPI mattered.All that mattered was 50 in each module and hoping that the aggregate would somehow reach 65. I missed my friends and each day, I despised going to class.I wasn't myself anymore.I wasn't talking much to my classmates or having fun anymore.I fell sick during the third module exam and that was just icing on the cake.My CGPA plummeted from 4.9 to 4.3.Stream was the worst time, I had in Mysore (which might not have been the case if I hadn't cleared the RDBMS exam or atleast had my friends been there...life does become easier when you know there could always be someone scoring lesser than you :P:D (just kidding) )
Well, nearly five months gone since I returned to Chennai from Mysore and still I miss 'the City of palaces' badly and this was something I never expected even in my weirdest imagination to happen, when I had got the offer letter.Life in its contrasting hues brings in many everlasting memories. Bogging in the heavy downpour of life, u never expect the glaring sun to create a colorful rainbow.It is only the unanticipated labyrinths of life, that makes it so precious.There were moments that I wish
I could live some day again but who knows,in the maze of life, tomorrow could well end up being that day :)
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