I don’t know why it gives me a great pleasure when I put myself in a paper. The new lover I have got this time is bengaluru. I certainly feel good for being here.Thanks to siva uncle and elaya na. I certainly owe a thing to you guys.
Convocation was the one thing which didn’t go the way I would have liked. I could see a lot of guys there which exactly said me that they are all in good shape in their life.
After a long time I could meet all my classmates there. But I couldn’t feel any proud for being there,though it was my Graduation day. I wonder now why I could not even give me a single photograph.But I really had a lot hi’s from my old friends which was so good.
May be if I had not had any expectations of going there, the day would have been even better. the strange thing was nobody even ready to congratulate each others for their graduation.but the good thing was our canteen lemon rice dinner!!
After the six month loneliness, the first person I did meet was my brother. I felt so happy to see him back. I had a bit of chat with him during the traveling of that night. I hope he does not mind that lecture!!
Then it was Bangalore. I was so scared to start my first day at my office here. but the kind of welcome I got here was quite funnier than I thought.
As usual I failed in the questioning session on first day, the worst day which even dared me to think of quitting the job!.
The very first thing i was told : Mr. Murugapandiyan, since you have joined here, you has almost spoiled your carrier.
But after started enjoying a kind of freedom here, I have begun to fear that the said comment is gonna happen!
But Now it seems I am the guy who is really got a good team here. i got a real Mr.Cool as my TL.If something goes wrong here, then probably I would be the only reason for it!!. but i am praying hard to keep my attitude right here.
My job is to handle a lot people here. Lot of patience, love, tolerance are gonna be needed!! I guess handling people (especially some tamil customers!) is the worst job than handling a bunch of machines.I certainly miss logu and tamil here (used to remember you guys during Mcdonalds outing)..
I had yet another usual valentine day. Hope the next generation guys will escape to some western countries for finding the real meaning of it!
one more thing i want to share here is when i was in office yesterday i got a terrible news as my colleague met with an accident. you know all of sudden i was shivering,the moment i heard that news. you know what nobody even dared to know his condition. my mind was just running blind as i was riding to the hospital. Believe me this life was looking so simple through out those ten minutes .
God!! your mind thinks nothing other than your dear ones life.you just want nothing but love and support in this life when you are going through that kind of situation. During those seconds i wondered the whereabouts of my egos, status and other stupid things which are the pains for this life.
you know what, life looked like a plain paper. fortunately he escaped with minor injuries but the incident did remind me the life's philosophy what i saw one year back.
Surely i cant stop the fate which i am going through but i am trying to tell my mind that life is all about like those ten minutes. it does tell me you can be broken!!
Sometimes i think that pains are needed at least for remembering who i am!! how i am!! where i am!!
Altogether i remember again that god has given me what i need.
with a lot of paining bloods,
Muruga....
