I wanna go back to

To us mates.

I wanna go back to the days when we used to dine together at the cafeteria. That round table conference where I knew more about the java batch, Ramettan and Tuttumon's pjs.

I wanna go back to the days when a Dinshaws icecream was all that I needed to end my day.

I wanna go back to the day of our Spotlight and tell Lallu that she was the best dancer of the day. I shouldn't have missed Pattar's Wake me up song and Ramettan and gang's Mime.

I wanna go back to the day when we all dragged Dumbo (I know she'll kill me for writing this) to watch Dasavatharam and when I took a pic with Alu Arjun's poster. *Sadly SK lost the pic :(*

I wanna go back to the day when I and half-drunk-Eldhose (or was it fully drunk?) had fought over the topic Love on our first trip to home. *I don't remember what I told then, I just wanna check if those are still my viewpoints on love*.

I wanna go back to the days when we bought a book of malayalam film song lyrics and sang so loud that other inmates of our hostel came to warn us.

I wanna go back to those days when we 5 used to sit over the rocks infront of the reception and chit chat every night, forgetting that there were a bunch of mosquitoes accompanying us.

I wanna go back to the day when Obamamol and me went for a walk to the More and we shared our stories. *Dear Obamamol, I'm happy that that day happened in our lives. Otherwise we would never have been this close *

I wanna go back to the day when I stood up in the class for being one of the toppers for case study. *That was the only time I did that in my life. *

I wanna go back to the day when our training project group was formed. Even when there was a lot of fuss around us, our team was clearly the first one to form. *Guys, we still rock, don't we?*

I wanna go back to those days when birthdays naturally meant a treat at Raj Dhaba and free facial treatment of cake and sometimes a free bath with foam water, eye massage with toothpaste or kajal and conditioning of hair with tomatoes and eggs.

I wanna go back to those days when AM and I used to go upto the terrace for having tea in the evenings and watch gully cricket being played by kids in the neighbourhood.

I wanna go back to the days when Chillies was the perfect veg-restaurant and we considered their fried rice and curries to be made in heaven, Baker's chariot 's chicken sandwich was our perfect breakfast, Suruchi had the best naan ever, Reddy's chat was the most spiciest of all chats.

I wanna go back those days when Rakesh made me addicted to Bounty and Snickers. And I always had to pay the bills.

I wanna go back to the day when our whole batch played dumsharats. Kunal pulled my cheeks in happiness for getting Aparichit and Delhi Heights correctly. *See I still I remember it*

I wanna go back to the day when Eldhose left for Pune. If I had my go I would have pulled his ears and dragged him outside the bus and asked him to stay back. *We missed you a lot da*

I wanna go back to the days when we thought Bangalore was the worst that could happen to us. *It wasn't.. as we found out later what the actual worst thing was*

I wanna go back to the day when Ramettan and I betted on VS's number of votes in the previous elections and I narrowly escaped because the number of votes he got didn't fit into each ones betting range.

I wanna go back to the days when we used to sit and watch Miley Jab Hum Tum and comment on how good Nupur is and how dashing Mayank is. *Donimol, did you know that they got married ?*

I wanna go back to the days when we used to flock around the maggie counter of our cafeteria for our maggie cups and then rush all the way to busbay.

I wanna go back to the days Obama and me used to go for tea with Oku's gang. Competing amongst us to pile up the coffee cups.

I wanna go back to those days when we used to do all that we could to escape the bus pass checkers of our company bus. Then MJ was the traitor amongst us who had a cab pass.

I wanna go back to the days when we sent each other crap mails. Ammini, Blore and I would scratch our heads for ideas for our Trimurthy mails, which apparently we never did for coding. And Appimol and Koratty were our easy targets.

I wanna go back to the days when Rishi used to greet me with roses in the communicator. And Pattar made my day with his lame jokes. *He was the sole reason I got my name*

I wanna go back to the days when Forum was a regular hangout and we did shopping only at Archies, More and Landmark because of budgetary concerns. Those days I got addicted to McD's burger.

I wanna go back to those days when we never stopped cursing S_p for reducing our performance ratings. And cursing RB for his hairstyles, moustache-styles and everything he did.

P.S. :- I still have a lot left to say, but those tears in my eyes aren't allowing me.

I'm putting a malayalam classic here.. आज शामको ഞങ്ങള്‍ എങ്ങോട്ട് जाएगा

This has been a long time ambition of mine. Re-write what Koratty wrote over a year n half ago. This story is not just close to my heart but also to my bookshelf (Literally, the book has been there in shelf for over a 6 months). And I have all the chance of loosing it to termites. Such is my care, u see. I am so thankful for one thing, Koratty isn't into internet at all (although she does frequently use the communicator to ask the C# code from her fellow projectmates and that's the only way she survives her job.). Still remember it was just 7-8 months ago when we pushed her to create an orkut account, lest she should forget us after leaving Bangalore. If she was anywhere interested in blogging, she would have had me run for my money. Thankfully she is not. So about the story. I've all the copyright, u know, because it was written on my notebook. Whose? Mine. Still I asked the permission from Koratty to publish it. So sweet of me na. The story is about 2 guys from our batch surviving Hyderabad and their tenant during our training period. So here it goes.. (N.B. :- If you can't read the font below, please install the Malayalam font from here .) (Another N.B. :- Non-mallus please hop over to find the English translation) ല്യ്ഗകോളനിയിലെ വായ്നോക്കികള്‍ ഈ കഥ നടകുന്നത് ആന്ദ്രപുരിയിലെ ല്യ്ഗകോളനിയിലാണ്. ആദ്യംതന്നെ പറയട്ടെ ഈ കഥയും കഥാപാത്രങ്ങളും തികച്ചും സങ്കല്പികമാണ്. ല്യ്ഗകോളനിയില്‍ ഇപ്പോള്‍ താമസിക്കുന്നവരുമായോ Nityam Computer Services -വില്‍ work ചെയുന്നവരുമായോ ഇതിനു യാതൊരു ബന്ധവുമില്ലഇനി ഏതെങ്കിലും തരത്തില്‍ നിങ്ങള്ക്ക് സാധ്രിശ്യം തോന്നിയാല്‍ അത് താങ്കളുടെ വെറും തോന്നല്‍ മാത്രമാണ്. ല്യ്ഗകോളനിഎന്ന് പറയുമ്പോള്‍ തന്നെ പച്ചപിടിച്ചുനില്‍കുന്ന പുല്ലുകളും പൊടിപടലങ്ങള്‍ ഇല്ലാത്ത വൃത്തിയുള്ള road ഉം, basket cake ഉം (ഈ shop ഇല് ഒരു pair കളും കയറാറില്ല ). മാവൂര്‍ tiffin ഉം എന്തിനേറെ പറയുന്നു യഥാര്‍ത്ഥത്തില്‍ ഇതൊരു zoo ആണ്. പട്ടികളും പശുകളും നിറഞ്ഞ road കളാണ് ഇവിടെ. ഇവിടെയാണ്‌ Nityam Computers ഇല് എല്ലാവരും താമസികുന്നത് (ചില അലവലാതികള്‍ ല്യ്ഗകോളനിയില്‍ കാലെടുത്തു കുത്താന്‍ പോലും യോഗ്യതയിലാത്തവര്‍ പുറത്തെവിടെയോ താമസിക്കുന്നു ). ഞാനും എന്റെ പ്രിയപ്പെട്ട Nityam ലെ കൂടുകാരും ഈ കോളനിയിലാണ് താമസികുന്നത്. ഈ Colony യെ പറ്റി കേട്ടറിഞ്ഞ പലരും Flat വിട്ടു ഓടിയെതിടുണ്ട്. അങ്ങനെ ഒരു ദിവസം ല്യ്ഗയില്‍ രണ്ടുപെരെത്തി . സരതും ശങ്ജിതും. ല്യ്ഗകോളനിയിലെ പാതയോരങ്ങളില്‍ pair കളുടെ സംഗമമാണ്. ഒരു Girlfriend നെ എങ്കിലും ഒപ്പികാം എന്ന് കരുതിയാണ് പാവം സരതും ശങ്ജിതും അവിടെ എത്തിയത്. ഈ Colony യുടെ എടുത്തു പറയേണ്ട ഒരു പ്രത്യേകതയുണ്ട്. മറ്റൊന്നുമല്ല ഈ Colony യുടെ നടുവിലൂടെ നുരഞ്ഞു പതഞ്ഞു സുഘന്ധം പരത്തി ഒഴുകുന്ന ഒരു തോടുണ്ട്. ഒരിക്കല്‍ ഇതിന്റെ smell അറിഞ്ഞാല്‍ പിന്നെ 6 മാസം മൂക്ക്പോത്തിയെ നടക്കു. അത്ര വൃത്തിയുള്ള ആ തോടിന്റെ തീരത്താണ് നമ്മുടെ പ്രിയപ്പെട്ട സരത് കുമാരനും ശങ്ജിത് കുമാരനും താമസിക്കാന്‍ തീരുമാനിച്ചത്. Obviously അവരുടെ കുളി ആ തോട്ടില്‍ തന്നെയാണ്. Nityam Centre ലെ associates പ്രത്യേകിച്ച് projectmates ഒരുപാട് അവരെ സഹിച്ചു. Project കഴിഞ്ഞപ്പോള്‍ അവര്‍ Team Leader നെ തല്ലി. സരത്തിന്റെ എടുത്തു പറയേണ്ട പ്രത്യേകത അവനു നല്ല ക്ഷമയുന്ടെന്നുല്ലതാണ്. അങ്ങനെ 4 മാസം training ഇന്റെ time ഇല് ബാകിയുള്ള എല്ലാവരുടെയും മുന്പില്‍ ഷൈന്‍ ചെയ്തു അവര്‍ നടന്നു . അതിനിടയില്‍ laptop ഉം ബൈക്ക് ഉം .... ഇതെല്ലാം വാങ്ങി (അഹങ്ഗാരികള്‍ ). ഇതിനിടയില്‍ അവര്‍ ഒരു Girlfriend നെ അന്വേഷിച്ചു നടന്നു . ഒരുപാട് girls നോട് പറഞ്ഞു നോക്കി . പക്ഷെ fate എല്ലാവരുടെയും answer ഒന്ന് മാത്രം NO!!!! ശങ്ജിത് Bike വാങ്ങിയതിന്റെ പിന്നിലുള്ള ഉദ്ദേശം തന്നെ ഒരു Girlfriend നെ പുറകിലിരുത്തി കാണാനായിരുന്നു . But എന്നും രാവിലെ full tank petrol നിറച്ചു ല്യ്ഗകോളനി മുഴുവന്‍ ചുറ്റും. But, poor ശങ്ജിത് ആരും ഒന്ന് തിരിഞ്ഞു നോക്കിയില്ല. എന്നും petrol മുഴുവന്‍ കഴിഞ്ഞു bike ഉണ്ധിയാണ് വീട്ടില്‍ വന്നു കയരാരുള്ളത് . സരതാകട്ടെ broadband connection എടുത്തു matrimonial ഇല് എന്നും search ചെയ്തു കൊണ്ടിരിക്കും. flat ലെ current bill, water bill എല്ലാം കൂടി . flat ഇന്റെ owner തലച്ചുടി വീണു. നേരത്തും കാലത്തും rent കൊടുകാതെ girlfriends നെ മാത്രം സ്വപ്നം കണ്ടുഅവര്‍ നടന്നു . ഇതിനിടയില്‍ project ചെയ്തപ്പോള്‍ TL നെ വളക്കാന്‍ അവര്‍ ഒരു ശ്രമം നടത്തി. നടക്കാതെ വന്നപ്പോള്‍ അവര്‍ TL നെ ചീത്ത പറഞ്ഞു. എന്നിട്ട് എല്ലാവരോടും പറഞ്ഞു അവള്‍ coding ചെയാന്‍ സംമാധികാതതിനാലനത്രേ വഴക്ക് പറഞ്ഞത്!!! ഒടുവില്‍ എങ്ങനെയോ training കഴിഞ്ഞു. Next locaction Bangalore !!! സരത് കുമാരനും ശങ്ജിതിനും സന്തോഷമായി. Hyd നമ്മുക്ക് നല്ല സ്ഥലമല്ല. Bangalore ആണ് നല്ലത്. അവര്‍ തീരുമാനിച്ചു. Owner നെ പറ്റിച്ചു കടന്നുകളയാന്‍ അവര്‍ rent കൊടുത്തില്ല. ഒരു ദിവസം വയ്കുന്നേരം സരത് കുമാരന്‍ പാടും പാടി ഫ്ലാറ്റ് ലേക്ക് കയറു ചെന്ന്. Flat നു മുന്‍പില്‍ owner!!! സരതിനെ കണ്ടപ്പോഴേ owner പറഞ്ഞു . तुम दोनों आज शामको यहाँ से जाओ ! English ഉം hindi ഉം അറിയാത്ത സരത്തിന്റെ കണ്ണ്ത്തള്ളി. എങ്കിലും owner ഇന്റെ മകളെ മനസ്സില്‍ ദ്യാനിച്ചു അവന്‍ പറഞ്ഞു. आज शामको ഞങ്ങള്‍ എങ്ങോട്ട് जाएगा . Owner കു കലികയറി അവരുടെ bag ഉം കിടക്കയും പുരതെടുത്തിട്ടു. സരതും ശങ്ജിതും ഞെട്ടി. കാലു പിടിച്ചു. Owner സമ്മതിച്ചില്ല. പിന്നെ അവര്‍ bag ഉം തൂക്കി നടന്നു. എങ്ങോടെന്നിലാതെ ഒടുവില്‍ പാതിരാത്രി ശ്രീശാന്തിന്റെയും Meldo യുടെയും വീട്ടില്‍ കയറിപറ്റി. ആദ്യത്തെ ദിവസം കൊണ്ട് തന്നെ അവര്‍ക്കും മതിയായി. അവര്‍ അവരെ ചവിട്ടി പുറത്താക്കി . ഇപ്പോള്‍ എങ്ങോടെന്നിലാതെ ല്യ്ഗകോളനിയുടെ തെരുവില്‍ അവര്‍ തേരാപാര നടക്കുകയാണ്. അവരുടെ കഥന കഥകെട്ടവരെല്ലാം കേള്‍കാത്ത പോലെ നടന്നു. ഇനി അവരുടെ ലക്‌ഷ്യം Nityam Computers ഇന്റെ bus നിര്‍ത്തുന്ന സ്ഥലത്തെ footpath ഇല് കിടകാനാണ് . അങ്ങനെ ഒരു സാഹസം കാനികുന്നതിനു മുന്‍പ് ആരെങ്ങിലും ഈ രണ്ടു risk ഏറ്റെടുക്കാന്‍ അഭ്യര്‍ഥിച്ചു കൊണ്ട് ഞാന്‍ ഈ കഥ നിര്‍ത്തുകയാണ്. ***************************************************************** So that was about it. If I had been any good at translation, I would have certainly done it. But then as they say classics can't be translated with the same beauty. { Edit done on 24/01/10 I am trying to put my best efforts here to translate this epic story with the same grandieur of humour and if you still don't find any humour , blame me and not my Koratty. Simultaneous comments of mine are given in green font. The Oglers of Laiga Colony The story which I'm going to tell is happening in a place called Laiga Colony in the great state of Andhra. Before going into further details, I'm putting the disclaimer. The story and the characters here are purely fictional. The story has no connection with those who currently live in Laiga Colony or those who work in Nityam Computer Services. In case you find any similarities, it is just your imagination. The very first things that comes to our mind when we talk about Laiga Colony are its greenery, the roads with not even a puff of dust, Basket Cake (Not even a single pair goes into this shop), Mavoor Tiffin. All these and more. Laiga Colony in itself is a Zoo. The roads here are crowded by dogs and cows. It is here that all employees of Nityam Computers live. (A few people who don't even deserve to step into the Colony are now staying in some other area.) This has been intentionly written to point us. Me, Blore and Aanakutty. As we were the only ones staying outside Laiga. Me and my Nityam friends are also staying in this colony. After hearing about this colony, many have even left their flat and shifted to here. And one such day two guys came into this colony. Sarath and Shanjith. There is a concourse of "pairs" in the LaigaColony roads. Sarath and Shanjith had shifted to the colony in the sole hope of getting a Girlfriend soon. Literally we couldn't walk in that road without hitting a pair. Another speciality of this colony is the canal which passes through the mid of the colony with ditch water in it. Once anyone smells this water, he wouldn't smell anything else for the next six months. It is near this canal that Sarath and Shanjith stayed. Obviously, they use the water of this canal to take bath. Eeks. The associates of Nityam Computers, especially projectmates tolerated these 2 guys for long. After the project, they(Sarath and Shanjith) kicked out their Team Leader. An important quality of Sarath is that he has a lot of patience. So, during the 4 month training period they bought laptop and bike just to shine before others. Simultaneously, they were also searching for a girlfriend. They tried to convince the girls in their batch. But fate, everyone's answer was NO!!! The primary reason behind Shanjith buying a bike was to hangout with a girlfriend in that bike. Every morning, he would fill the bike full tank and go around the colony. But poor Shanjith, nobody would look at him. And in the evenings when the petrol had finished, he would pull his bike along to his house. As for Sarath, he had taken broadband connection and was always into the matrimonial sites. And I thought I had the patent of Matrimonial sites in my batch. Everyday Shanjith used to wash and clean his bike. And henceforth, the current bill, water bill of the flat shot up. The owner couldn't believe his eyes. His head started spinning and he fell down. But Sarath and Shanjith were too much into their world of Girlfriend search that they even forgot to pay the rent. When they were doing the project, they had tried their luck on their TL. But when it failed, they cursed the TL. And told everyone that they are cursing her because she wasn't allowing them to code properly!! Koratty belonged the same project group. And her only contribution to the team was this story. Finally the training was over. Next Location Bangalore!!! Sarath and Shanjith became happy. 'Hyd is an unlucky place. Bangalore is the good one.' So they thought they can escape their owner without paying rent. One day when Sarath returned to the house whistling, his owner was standing infront of the house. Owner said, "तुम दोनों आज शामको यहाँ से जाओ " (you two leave the house today evening itself). And Sarath, who doesn't know both English and Hindi, perplexed. He, for a moment thought about the owner's daughter, replied, "आज शामको ഞങ്ങള്‍ എങ്ങോട്ട് जाएगा " (today evening where can we go). Owner couldn't control his anger. He threw their bags outside. Sarath and Shanjith fell on owner's feet. But owner rejected their plea. After that Sarath and Shanjith headed to Sreeshanth and Meldo's house. But on the first day itself, Sreeshanth and Meldo found that they couldn't handle the tantrums of the new guests. They kicked them out. Now, both of them are loathing on the road of Laiga Colony. Those who came to know about this sad story, pretended as if they had never heard it at all. Their next destination is the footpath of road where the buses of Nityam Computers halt. Before that happens, I humbly request some of you to please take these two 'risks' home. And the end. Thank God its over. }

While I Pen Down My Year- Habsiguda Dreams (Dedicated To Lallu And AM)

I have been slow on blogging for a few days, bcoz I found no topics around me that much interesting. While my problem was finding good topics, but our Obamamol had no problem in creating new and baseless stories. You can read more of such stories in kelly's life. One thing that makes me awe her is her creativity, the pace at which she creates stories and link-ups. If only I were her, my blog wouldn't have been so stale.

Its the year end and I am going home for christmas and so here are the few days I get to bid bye officially (in my blog) to 2008. Even though I will back on 30th, but party-sharty karne ka time hai... blogging ka nahi. And this is a year and not just a day or a week to bid bye in just one blog. This is the year when I had transformed totally from a student to a professional, when I earned money and gave my first salary to my parents with great pride, when I was benched with my talent, when I started blogging, when I made friends for a lifetime and a year when my dreams became sky-high.

I travelled through the limits of Hyderabad. Stayed in atleast 3 places there. Hanged out in most of the possible places in Hyd. And then ofcourse, we came to Bangalore and doing shopping every weekend(ofcourse it is a credit card shopping, who got the money to shop in debit). I think I am in the making of a shopaholic.

The golden era of our Hyderabad life started of at Habsiguda. Even though most of our batchmates were staying at Paigah Colony, we five of us found this hostel which was very close to our training centre. Me, Blore, Aanakutty, Lallu and AM. AM was our collegemate (whom I had never seen at college) and Lallu belongs to my hometown. Lallu was in her post wedding days and was a lady "devdas" of being separate from her husband. But nonetheless, she was not a married girl who would always be in phone and won't enjoy with us. We never had the feeling that she was married and not "free " as we are. Most of the boys in batch including Paachu fell in love with her at first sight , they were so dissappointed when they came to know about her marriage.

I won't ever believe that AM is a grown up girl. Everyone in her batch compares her with the character of Revathy in Kilukkam. She fells flat when she sees chicken (Poricha kozhide manam!!!!!!!!!). The best part of our stay at Habsiguda was that we never had any problem in adjusting with anyone. We just blended with each other like coffee powder in hot water(Sorry Guys, I didn't get any other anomaly). The Secuderabad city was atleast half an hour from Habsiguda, but we managed to go there most of the weekends. Thats where I learned the abcd of shopping, General bazaar being our usual destiny.

Even movies were something everyone loved. Me and Lallu used to watch movies in her lappy. She has a good collection of dvds with her. We loved to dine at Suruchi, have snacks from Baker's Chariot. Last year we celebrated Christmas and New Year by buying cake from Bakers. It will be one of the most remembered New Year parties in my life. We threw cake over each other and danced all night with other hostelmates. Really a golden day of my life. :-)

When we moved from Habsiguda to Dorms,we five were in five different rooms, but still we were inseparable. We used to get together very evening to have dinner and then sit in front of the reception discussing different things. More than we knew about our batch, we knew what happened that day in Java batch(Lallu and AM were trained in Java, we 3 in dotnet), what all PJs were told that day and so on. We used to have a round table conference. Colonel, Tuttu and Ramettan also used to be there. I remember when one day Colonel had 3 rounds of meal in dinner during that conference, 1.when he came alone, 2. when we 3 came and 3. when Lallu and AM came to cafeteria.

I still remember the day when we made Deeps tease Colonel by making her sing "Pavizhamalli Poothulanja..."(Deeps is from N.India, so doesn't know Malayalam). Also we assigned more than two boys to a girl or its better to say, more than two boys were interested in the same girl. Colonel was after a girl who looked too gud, but for her smile. And then he again got hooked up with someone in Gym. Thats how he also became known as "Gymman".

:-) Those used to be the "THE DAYS". All I wish is to live those days once more. There are so many things to write about the year and the life in hyderabad. Watch out for more.

Anniversary Thoughts

Finally we made it. Its been one year in the company. How we managed it is a different story all together. But nonetheless, it is an occasion to remember, to have fun and also to lookback and relish the memories created so far. Here, I am going to tell a story of a girl, story of her dreams and aspirations, a story of transformation.

She was very happy, on 1st Dec, when she boarded the train with her parents and families of two of her friends at college. It was quite unclear to her, not even the station where she had to get down. She just had a slight clue that that day atleast 30 of her to-be-batchmates had boarded the train. But she didn't know anyone, nor did her friends. Although there were communities in Orkut through which she could have known others in the train, she hadn't cared much for that. As a bunch of boys passed her, she remembered a face from whom she had got a friend request at the last moment. It was AN(Now better to call him Chalu Raja). She walked upto him and talked to him. She was introduced to others in the gang. That was the first day.

The following days were filled with more excitment, as she and her friends and their families went for a tour of Hyderabad and Secunderabad. She found the place to be homely one and was able to relate to the city very easily. Eventhough she had been once to city, things now where quite different. She was destined to stay here for sometime, atleast for some months. A little tension of leaving her parents for the first time was also haunting her. But she consoled herself, for it was this life that she always dreamt of.

On 6 Dec, she was asked to report to an office in the city, where she came to know that they will be taken to the HQ of the company which 20 kms away from the city. It was no less like a "Bidaai", when all the parents, particularly mothers, (of girls) shed their tears (well, that is a little exaggeration) when all of them boarded different buses. After a long hour, they finally reached the HQ. She stood with her mouth wide open at the first glance of the conference hall. She was really skeptical about walking over the neatly polished marble floor, lest she should slip.

Guys and Gals from all parts of India were going to be her batchmates. She had never thought of this before. Nor she was aware of the vastness of the company she was going to join. But much to her astonishment, there was only a small welcome message said and they were bestowed a big flat file with loads of papers to be filled in. Thanks to all those papers, at the end of the day when all the formalities were finished, she could'nt even recognise her signature anymore.

That was not the end. 2 days later, they had an exam over the topics they would be taught during the training. It was like latin and american for our young girl, who was not from a CS background. All that she knew about the machine called Computer was that she can operate it on a fine day.

Along came the Induction Day of 10 Dec, They were made to play games, do requirement gathering, logo making. It was a quite different affair from what she had thought initially. By the end of the day she had made some new friends. She was also introduced to some friends-of-friends and so on. And she knew it was just a beginning.

Hyderabad was very similar to any north Indian city. It had its own rich culture. And anyone could survive in Hyderabad if she or he knows Hindi. Thus, our girl was able to improve her long-forgotten Hindi. Hyderabad became even more enjoyable because of her roommates. It was like, they were always meant to be friends. Each one of them enjoyed food and our girl even got a company in seeing movies, of her favourite genre, in her roommate. A few days into training, she found herself in easy conversation with every of her batchmate. Eventhough the initial OLAs and tests had made her nervous, later she got used to it. And she started to enjoy the training. One little fact, once told by her school friend, that "training period is going to be one wonderful period of your career life, never miss chance in it, enjoy it to the max". She always remembered that.

They were given enough chances to enjoyment also. Outbound brought the childishness and sportmanship in everyone, and they were also asked to explore their other talents in Spotlight like singing, dancing and acting.

During the course, her language changed from English to C#(read as C Sharp). To her the word "foreign" doesn't exist anymore, it is onsite. And MCP was no longer Male Chauvinist Pig but Microsoft Certified Professional. She Frequently used the terms OLA, KT etc eventhough she never thought about asking anyone about the expansion.

When the training was completed, she thought it was the end of the great friendship that she shared with every of her batchmate. But it was not to be. She was "benched" and that too for more than 9 months. She completed 1 year, not doing any project, actually not doing anything. It really sucks. But for the friends she is always surrounded with, it was really sucking. For a change, she shifted from Hyderabad to Bangalore, only to find that it is the same there also.

Guys, this is the story with a colorful start and not-so-colorful ending. I mean, this story is not ending at all. This is a continuing story. This is what happens to every girl in this field. You are "TRAINED AND BENCHED" (Courtesy : A friend of mine whose name in Orkut read the same).