Sunday, August 31, 2014

Where was I?

It feels strange to sit here with my laptop in my lap and pour my heart out on MS-sheets. Long six months. Ah!

 Well! As they say whatever happens, it’s for your good only. You just need to hold faith and understand the undersigned boards of fate. For five months out of those six months I was away, locked in a guarded heaven. I am not exaggerating here when I say heaven.  It was truly a heaven from every angle and got a name too, that’s “Infosys Mysore Campus” – world’s largest corporate university. A sanctuary! An oasis!

Everything has a price and I had to pay it too. I was away from my dil ka tudka (piece of heart), my laptop and also from such sweet people like you guys! I can’t tell you how much I missed you all. I don’t know how many times I was desperate to blurt out everything , good or bad, dark or bright, sweet or acidic everything and anything like I used to. But writing a five hundred words of post on mobile was literally a pain in fingers. I tried for a while to write on mobile. But they were just small and brisker ones so that I don’t forget how to write altogether.

Now that I am back, it may take a while to build up that speed again. But I am sure that as long as I have you guys’ support and love I can cross any miles with smiles.
And now it’s time to share to good news with you that is starving to be shared from a very long time. A dream too good to be real has become my life now. After months of rigorous effort of moving from pillar to pillar or interview to interview for five months, finally I cracked into Infosys and also completed its hell-bent training successfully. Now I can proudly say that I am Infocian. J Yuppie!! And also I got posted to Bangalore DC and currently working for a US bank in Java domain.  So double Yuppie!! JJ

Now your turn. How were you? How happening was your life when I was away? Did I miss something?  Did you guys miss me? Will be waiting for your comments. J

Sunday, August 3, 2014

And it rained again!

And it rained again.
Just like it had the night when he had dragged her out of the house. Drunk till his senses floated, he had beaten her and her mother and threw them out of the house. The heavy rain and deep night gulped them in, opening the door to daunting uncertainty. She still remembers every minute of those three hours of deluge, the cruel way water sloshed on them poking fire to the fear inside them. The rain had come and gone away, but they stood undeterred. And now today as she entered their new house with her mother, it was raining again. This time it was more of pleasant and welcoming. Each and every drop fell in praise of the bits of courage and hope that little girl held in her tiny hands with her mother.

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