One year with my dream company - session two

Each day after the somnolent post lunch sessions, we used to walk the way to the Majestic. We, one on each day on the shift basis, used to make the traditional rajnikanth stunt to reserve a seat in the bus to B.T.M by placing our books on any of the available seats hiking through the window. It was necessary as we have no energy left to travel standing all the way for two hours.

And it was a real scuffle to enter the bus as the crowd rushes madly through the door less entrance. The days at the company accommodation were peaceful. But we faced the real struggle when we went on to the busy streets of Bangalore searching for accommodation. We went on watching each advertisement attached on the walls, trees, news papers and calling the owners. We were swindled twice by the so called brokers and decided not to approach any such person. Finally after an exhaustive house hunt, we settled in a PG house at one far end of the city which is a two hour journey from the training site. We were approved ‘Fit to Survive in the silicon city of India’.

Our training has started well. I felt that we were left to graze on the ‘Green Field’ and most of us were busy with the business work of filling the bank forms, PF Forms, hutch card applications, more and more orkutting. We were very busy in all these and only few of the sessions can gain our attention as the presenters went on reading the slides thoroughly. We had good fun at work.

It was very tough on deciding which technology to choose. Each person has his own thoughts and perspectives on the technologies, boom and so on. I used to get convinced so easily for a technology and after asking so many people and each giving his own ideas, I ended up in singing ‘Main Aisa kyon hoon!!’ . I would have preferred to choose all of the above but I was afraid I would remain in training throughout the year.

Though it was so hasty, the training was up to the mark. The best part was during the exams, in which the democracy was flawlessly implemented. We worked collectively even from the training to deliver the high performance and everyone scored distinction. Unless you are absent for the test and retest too, it is hard to fail in any of the tests. Sometimes, we had the answers for the exams (multiple choices) though we do not know what the questions would be!!!

Training ended and some of my batch mates joined project various delivery centres. I was still in high spirits waiting for my day to come (better way of saying I was on bench). I took the opportunity to learn and practice the pool game in the cafeteria. Had I continued it for three more months, I bet I would have been a strong contender to Nikhil Advani. I was sure that this time I will be the winner at the company’s sports meet. Every worker at the cafeteria used to recognise me well as I spent watching India v West Indies matches. But sometimes their glances implicitly made me feel as if they are asking ‘Kuch kam nahin hain kya..?’

Even orkutting was boring in those days and I felt detahed in the room as my roommates were discussing about their team.

Remaining .after the break….

Cheers,
--DJ