QUESTION MARK (a big one :-< )
Here I am, done with Bachelor of Engineering in Electronics & Communication over a year ago. The journey that I have gone through in this huge gap of 12 months(approx) is nothing unusual or unexpected. As most of the engineers do, job was the only damn thing in this world. Our times were even worse. Damn the recession! we had to settle for companies that merely provided growth.
Like every other engineer out there, I waited eagerly for my date of joining. How can I forget to mention the name of the company that I was about to join. Yes! it was Infosys. Now you'd think of the rigorous training that the freshers are subjected to. I had been through 6 months of that shit. The best part was, I didn't have the least spare time on earth to even sit back and curse their training pattern!! :(
My joining was in Nov 2009. I had heard a lot about the kind of training that we had to undergo. It sounded quite interesting. I knew for sure that it was not going to be a cake walk especially for a non CS engineer like me. However, all I wanted to do was to step out of home and explore the world outside.
The wait went on for 4 months after my Engineering exams. Finally, the day that I curiously waited for came. It was 15th of November. I left my home with mom, dad and bro in my Innova. The thoughts in my head at that point of time were merely focused on one damn thing. How will I adjust to the new environment? Will I be able to exist among several thousands of trainees? Will I be able to clear the training? I reached the gates of Infosys, Mysore.
I had to enter inside through Gate 1. I was unaware of it. I barged inside through the gate 2 which was meant for employees and trainees already residing in the campus. Then those lady security guards asked me to go through gate 1 and I reached gate 1 and was asked to wait. I had to wait outside until the guards called my name. I tried to enter with all my luggages. There were four bags in all. One huge trolley and two travel bags along with one trekking bag. Not just these, I had to carry my first love, my guitar, inside. I was hoping that my parents would be allowed inside so that they could help me with my luggage. But the damn guards said, you have to carry your burden. It sounded funny, but was the most difficult job on earth. My parents were worried. The guards told them that I'll be perfectly alright. I felt like crying at that moment. But, the sight of every other person carrying their luggage in a similar way relaxed my mind ;). And, I met this girl who asked me if she could help with my luggage. I said I can manage.
After about ten minutes from the gate to the reporting building with those huge bags of luggages, I stepped inside and got into the queue for my hostel room keys. That's where I met my room mate Pooja and her college friend Vaidehi. Must mention, these girls were north indians and hence, I was apprehensive about getting along with them. I had heard a lot about how messy they can be and I had personally scoffed most of them in Bangalore.
With plenty of doubts in my head, I put my luggage for scan, and grabedb them and waited for the luggage van. The van arrived and the guys took my bags and threw them into it. I was asked to sit in a Tata Sumo which was already so full. I managed to get inside along with my guitar. On the way I spoke to a girl who was from TN. Finally I reached my hostel and saw that I had to carry my luggage to the first floor.
I picked one by one and dumped them in the room. This entire process took around 2 hours for me. All I did after reaching my room was removed my identity tag and threw it on my bed, washed my face and locked the room. Mom called me up and said she was waiting with dad in the food court1. I hardly knew where it was and how it looked. My room mate and her friend said they'd come along too. They were very friendly right from the first second. WE walked down the roads of Infosys, asking people where this Food Court was.
Finally we managed to find this food court and the moment I saw my Dad, I felt so relieved. I went to my parents and pretended as if I was hardly upset. I frowned a bit which was obvious because being pampered like anything at home, it was quite difficult for me to run around with my luggage. Oh damn! I had forgotten my ID card. My dad went on with his scoldings. I listened to them partially and I told my mom, why is he like this? From today onwards, I won't be at home. Whom is he gonna scold after that? And mom came to my support. She got emotional too. They had already eaten their lunch. Mom got me roti and paneer. I had it and when I was done, she got me fruit salad with ice cream. I had that as well.
Everything was going fine. My college friend was with me. But I didn't feel that friendship that existed between us anymore. I somehow felt we were never going to be together. It was plainly 'cuz we had a fight a month ago and now we were together in the same campus. I was hoping things between us would get better during this training period.
I spent the entire evening with my parents. I felt bad that they had to leave and I had to stay alone without them for the first time in my life. My mom cried like anything when she said bye to me. How can I ever forget that sight! Man! It was really bad. I wasn't crying 'cuz I was thinking about what was going to come my way. After my parents left, I went back to my room, arranged my cupboard and in the evening, I called my friend to accompany me in exploring the campus. We both took bicycles and went all around searching for food court 2 which was Vista.
I took a mini meal and found that the food was damn cold. I got a disgust for that food court ever since. That was my first day in Infy. After that, days ran like express train. There were exams every week literally. I made new set of friends. Soon there was a gang of mine. We enjoyed life to the fullest even though we underwent constant torture.
After those lovely torturing days, I got posted to my hometown after training. I was damn happy about it. And the best part was, some of my friends were also posted to Bangalore. I came with dreams, big ones. I stepped into production. I hated the way they treated us right from the first day. Even today I wonder if I made a wrong decision. I probably should have studied further. Have I wasted my precious time in here? I still have no answers. Is this what I wanted to do all my life? Definitely not.
I am now considering higher studies. Damn the bond with the company! It expires only after another 12 months. What next? MBA or MS or MTECH?? :(
Now I have a big Question Mark in my HEAD! Really a big ONE! :(
Like every other engineer out there, I waited eagerly for my date of joining. How can I forget to mention the name of the company that I was about to join. Yes! it was Infosys. Now you'd think of the rigorous training that the freshers are subjected to. I had been through 6 months of that shit. The best part was, I didn't have the least spare time on earth to even sit back and curse their training pattern!! :(
My joining was in Nov 2009. I had heard a lot about the kind of training that we had to undergo. It sounded quite interesting. I knew for sure that it was not going to be a cake walk especially for a non CS engineer like me. However, all I wanted to do was to step out of home and explore the world outside.
The wait went on for 4 months after my Engineering exams. Finally, the day that I curiously waited for came. It was 15th of November. I left my home with mom, dad and bro in my Innova. The thoughts in my head at that point of time were merely focused on one damn thing. How will I adjust to the new environment? Will I be able to exist among several thousands of trainees? Will I be able to clear the training? I reached the gates of Infosys, Mysore.
I had to enter inside through Gate 1. I was unaware of it. I barged inside through the gate 2 which was meant for employees and trainees already residing in the campus. Then those lady security guards asked me to go through gate 1 and I reached gate 1 and was asked to wait. I had to wait outside until the guards called my name. I tried to enter with all my luggages. There were four bags in all. One huge trolley and two travel bags along with one trekking bag. Not just these, I had to carry my first love, my guitar, inside. I was hoping that my parents would be allowed inside so that they could help me with my luggage. But the damn guards said, you have to carry your burden. It sounded funny, but was the most difficult job on earth. My parents were worried. The guards told them that I'll be perfectly alright. I felt like crying at that moment. But, the sight of every other person carrying their luggage in a similar way relaxed my mind ;). And, I met this girl who asked me if she could help with my luggage. I said I can manage.
After about ten minutes from the gate to the reporting building with those huge bags of luggages, I stepped inside and got into the queue for my hostel room keys. That's where I met my room mate Pooja and her college friend Vaidehi. Must mention, these girls were north indians and hence, I was apprehensive about getting along with them. I had heard a lot about how messy they can be and I had personally scoffed most of them in Bangalore.
With plenty of doubts in my head, I put my luggage for scan, and grabedb them and waited for the luggage van. The van arrived and the guys took my bags and threw them into it. I was asked to sit in a Tata Sumo which was already so full. I managed to get inside along with my guitar. On the way I spoke to a girl who was from TN. Finally I reached my hostel and saw that I had to carry my luggage to the first floor.
I picked one by one and dumped them in the room. This entire process took around 2 hours for me. All I did after reaching my room was removed my identity tag and threw it on my bed, washed my face and locked the room. Mom called me up and said she was waiting with dad in the food court1. I hardly knew where it was and how it looked. My room mate and her friend said they'd come along too. They were very friendly right from the first second. WE walked down the roads of Infosys, asking people where this Food Court was.
Finally we managed to find this food court and the moment I saw my Dad, I felt so relieved. I went to my parents and pretended as if I was hardly upset. I frowned a bit which was obvious because being pampered like anything at home, it was quite difficult for me to run around with my luggage. Oh damn! I had forgotten my ID card. My dad went on with his scoldings. I listened to them partially and I told my mom, why is he like this? From today onwards, I won't be at home. Whom is he gonna scold after that? And mom came to my support. She got emotional too. They had already eaten their lunch. Mom got me roti and paneer. I had it and when I was done, she got me fruit salad with ice cream. I had that as well.
Everything was going fine. My college friend was with me. But I didn't feel that friendship that existed between us anymore. I somehow felt we were never going to be together. It was plainly 'cuz we had a fight a month ago and now we were together in the same campus. I was hoping things between us would get better during this training period.
I spent the entire evening with my parents. I felt bad that they had to leave and I had to stay alone without them for the first time in my life. My mom cried like anything when she said bye to me. How can I ever forget that sight! Man! It was really bad. I wasn't crying 'cuz I was thinking about what was going to come my way. After my parents left, I went back to my room, arranged my cupboard and in the evening, I called my friend to accompany me in exploring the campus. We both took bicycles and went all around searching for food court 2 which was Vista.
I took a mini meal and found that the food was damn cold. I got a disgust for that food court ever since. That was my first day in Infy. After that, days ran like express train. There were exams every week literally. I made new set of friends. Soon there was a gang of mine. We enjoyed life to the fullest even though we underwent constant torture.
After those lovely torturing days, I got posted to my hometown after training. I was damn happy about it. And the best part was, some of my friends were also posted to Bangalore. I came with dreams, big ones. I stepped into production. I hated the way they treated us right from the first day. Even today I wonder if I made a wrong decision. I probably should have studied further. Have I wasted my precious time in here? I still have no answers. Is this what I wanted to do all my life? Definitely not.
I am now considering higher studies. Damn the bond with the company! It expires only after another 12 months. What next? MBA or MS or MTECH?? :(
Now I have a big Question Mark in my HEAD! Really a big ONE! :(
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