???-Probably this best sums up my first day at job.But still to be discriptive and contribute my share of making the diffrence,"Here I am" with my very first post.
Hi,cognizites we all may be of diffrent domains,diffrent levels of managmment but this is a particular day in evryone's life that hardly any of us can forget and I was no exception to this.A day that will always be fresh in my memory as it is not everyday that you go through these feeelings.
While I was on my way to Chennai from Mumbai,I had a sort of a deja vu(the feelings that I had when I was on my way to my Engg College).Same feeling of having butterflies in your stomach crept up but this time I was a bit relaxed about the Ragging part.
First day at the job,uh.... you can not afford to look bad.I must have squandered the entire Deo on myself only to realize I was smelling like a Garden of newly blossemed flowers.Anyways,I polished my formal shoes as if there was no tomorrow and shaving took ages.When I was through these ordinances of Professional life I wondered when was the last time I had spent so much time to embellish myself.
Anyways,for a moment there I thought I was turning into a girl as in Engg days I would get up at 9:00 and be in the class at 9:20,"may be this is what they call professional life"-I wondered.With all dressed up and ready for the big day I am off to my destiny.I had to take a bus numbered M119 to reach my Training Center so I reached the station well on time.
Here comes my jalopy,and out of no where I can see a herd of People attacking the already over crowded bus.I gave them a smile and wondered why these guys are dying for this bus there will be many that will follow,so I gave a sarcastic smile to all those guys and started waiting for the next bus.It seems,somebody up there in the skies having his morning coffee would also be doing the same as for the next 15 minutes every time a bus came the same scene would be repeated.
I gave a look at my wrist watch and the other at the skies as if somebody would send a Harley Davidson from there.As I was starting to get late for the first day I decided that I have to any how get into the next bus,I ran towards the bus as if I was in a 100m race with Usain Bolt ony to get hanged at one of the rods in the bus,believe me I truely understood what the Americans mean when they say "KEEP HANGING".
While hanging at the doors I wondered why people rebuke Mumbai Local for being over crowded,believe me being a Mumbaikar I certify getting into a bus in Chennai in peak hours makes, travelling in Mumbai Local look like a childs play.Anyways an old man was kind enough to ask for my bag while I was literally "living on the edge".This small act of benevolence is hard to find in a Mumbai local where everybody is in a race to survive.
And while I was celebrating my triumph the bus halted as it approached the next bus station.Believe me I felt like a egg that is about to be broken and deep fried.People were dying to get in and somehow I survived this stampede and managed to sneak in the bus.
Ohh My God........ was the initial reaction as soon I sneaked into the bus,it felt I was in a Tandoor just waiting to be grilled and felt sympathy towards the million of poor chickens who must have gone through the same hell because of my fetish for Non Veg.It seems they must have cursed me to undergo such a misery.I was sweating like anything and meanwhile I was analysing my misery the driver suddenly applied the bbrakes and as the inertia would have it a huge guy in his 40's swayed towards me and in his attempt to save himself from a downfall he got hold of me and seized is arms around me.
As he was huge I came to his shoulders only and while he sized me I was struck by the bad odour coming from his arm pits.Belive me it felt as if the time has stopped (not in a very Good way) & I was about to enter in comma when he regained his balance and he let his grip,over me loose.He gave a smile and said "Thank You Young Man" & I was Thanking God that I survived this one.
Somehow the bus managed to reach my Bus station,still crowded.I thought to myself that getting out would be more difficult that getting in but I had to cross this hurdle.I toook my bag from the old man who had been kind enough to hold it for me,took a long breath remembered the all mighty and just barged out of the bus.
As soon as I came out of the bus,I felt the same feeling that I had undergone when I was placed in Cognizant.Believe me it was an achievement in itself.Still recovering from my triumph I gave a look at my clothes the shirt that was neatly tucked in by me,was out and one of the ends of the shirt was going Japan and other to America.The pants were in a mess and the new Woodland Shoes gave a feeling that as if they were of my great Grandfather.The hair that was set by me to give a disciplined look,gave a message that I was a part of a RockBand.
But I was happy that I had managed to reach the company on time.........