My Room

FINALLY, I have my own room, which I can call my room for more than a week. This will be my room for the next year!
Its pretty much the same as the other one, except of course, this one isnt 'Valley-facing' ;). This one is directly opposite my other room, so its pretty cool. I just picked up bunches of my stuff and threw them from this room to the next...so that made moving pretty easy!

I wish I hadnt gotten the other room before this one, because the view sucks :) In fact, there is no view. Decide for yourself -

Before

After

So...this is going to be my haven for the next year. If only these walls could see and hear, the stories they would have to tell after one year! LOL! Come to think of, going by the last one week, they wouldnt have too many stories since I only seem to be in here to sleep at night!

Stretched on a rubberband

For the last year or so, all we have been hearing about is the 'India Story'. Anywhere you go, there are people singing praises of India, the world's emerging Economic Power! The rising Stock Market, 10% GDP growth, blah and blah...

But the voices talking about the lack of food in the country, the millions of people living in total misery and the lack of primary education in the rural areas are drowned out in the whole 'India Shining' hoopla.

We are stretching on a rubberband right now. Either we can snap it and shoot off forward or we're not strong enough to break it and then we're back where we started.

My Room 1

First of all, this is My Room 1 because people here tell me im going to have to move from this room soon since its a 'valley-facing' room and seniors around here cannot tolerate juniors having that sort of luxury. Its not really a luxury, its the same as any other room, but seniors will be seniors *i hope none of them read this*.

Anyway...

It felt real nice when I opened the room and walked in and took a look around :). This is the first time Im going to a hostel and to think that this would be my haven for the next one week :D (temp room).

And, tada...


And it still feels good when you lock up and leave your room to go somewhere...I suppose this wont last so Im having fun with the feeling right now :)

But the best part of this whole thing is the complete 'Im the boss of me' feeling...you are responsible for your room, getting your stuff in order, laundry, etc, etc...and i like this feeling, too. Sure, it can be a pain to have to wash your clothes and hang them to dry and all, but the whole thing gives you the sense that youre in control. Im already liking it :)

So, after telling people all my life that I dont particularly want to stay in a hostel, I find myself not so averse to it after all :)

My first Last Day

2nd June was my very first 'Last Day at work'!
It was pretty incredible. Everything seemed so different to me...because i would be seeing it for the last time! When i got onto the bus, I sat down thinking that this is the last time Im going to do this. The bus is extremely special and the thought that this would be the very last time I do this was a downer. I met some very special people on this bus.
Then there was breakfast for the very last time...another extremely significant event in the scheme of things :)
I could go on, but you get the idea...everything about the day was weird because it would be the last time I would do it. Just like that. One day youre doing all these things, routine for the last year and a half and from the next day it ceases to exist except in your thoughts sometimes.
I mailed a lot of people, telling them I'm off and 'keep in touch' and all...people replied too...i felt pretty good that they did :)
During the day many people came over to see me and wish me luck and stuff and people on messenger and mail and everything. It was a real good feeling...that there are these people who are going to miss you - be it for a little while. The guys in the project all came over to my desk and gave me a gift - it was really thoughtful, too, something they knew i would use. And then when I was leaving, I said bye to everyone, everyone stood and waited till I crossed the floor and walked out the door. After that everyone may have gotten back to work, but while I was leaving, they stood and waited till I had gone completely. I have no idea why I liked this so much, but I did. It made me feel very good.
I left on very good terms. Thats why all this was so great. Im very glad things didnt get screwed up. I had a good time at Infosys and I would have been upset if things had gotten sour. I am definitely going to miss the place...at least for a while.