As the wise would say "Hang on"; hang on for a little longer and the pain would subside. I've been living by it all those years. I foresee a lull and once it’s there, I strengthen my grip in spite of the excruciating pain. Its mind boggling and it drives me nuts but I have no option than to cling my jaws and tolerate. Soon after, I am delighted to see the back of it and assume that I'd never have to see it again. Yes, the wise were right to predict that it would certainly pass, but with that creeps in a feeling of happiness to never experience an agonizing thing of the past. But it comes over and over, again and again, with a stronger current and intensity, with a momentum that could blow you to bits. I am always taken by a surprise when I experience it yet again. And it makes me think, "Is it wise to believe that the surpassing blue moments don’t ever repeat?" I have experimented with a multitude of strategies but most of them failed until eureka happened to me. Nevertheless, the fearful thoughts don’t bog me down anymore because I am always prepared; always a stride ahead to take the blow on my chest. Yes, I am no more scared of exams!!! And neither do I believe that seeing the back of one won't make me bump into it again at a different intersection in life. As they say too, “Cometh the hour, cometh the man!”
This entry is dedicated (sounds mourning, isn’t it); or rather written to honor my closest and dearest chums at Infy. Don’t exactly know where to begin from. But I would like to reincarnate the memories of Hyderabad. Remember the day when we got news of our postings after an extended training at Infosys Mysore. The fairytale starts with a bus ride from Mysore to Hyderabad. A fleet of approx 80 Finaclites, all filled with joy of clearing their compre’s; stepping into their professional careers. I was completely ignorant that a tenth of them would glue together so amazingly that their lives would be entwined in a manner that the threads would always mingle with the present; wherever future takes them and whatever the past impinges upon. The stay at the Woodbridge hotel culminated in moving into our new apartment. Three new folks from different regions, best buddies from college days. I was completely new to their company and not being a hosteller my entire life, brought in varying perspe...
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