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The Transition




Life it moves on.......sometimes at a leisurely pace and at others by leaps and bounce. There are phases when it goes through transitions, from home to school...from school to college and from college to corporate. Entering into each phase is difficult and interesting at the same time. There are challenges and opportunities. The sorrows and the delights.

At first there is resistance to change but then the change becomes the usual and all that remains are memories. Even as I write this down so many thoughts rush into my mind; Lucknow, College, Tundey, Step-in, Muflis casino, Night outs, NEC, CTC,  CST,  IIHT. All the abbrevations towards the end are testimony to how things are so formal after college. The lives here are sorrounded by fancy abbreviations everywhere and there is a process to get anything done. Here we are living an algo. 

When I started writing this blog I was undergoing my training. When I thought life isn't fun anymore, when I was  reminiscing about the past. Now after it's over I realise it was the best time on job. Now that we all are separated and assigned to different teams, there is lots of time on hand still but its not that fun killing it. 

Since moving into this new world, life is in the fast lane. Its just two months and there already has been so many changes from sector-62 to 64 to 58.  From one building to other, from being complete strangers to friends to being alone in a team. There is so much that has happened that you fail to remember that there is some transition going on.  You have to stop and make yourself realise that now this is what it will be from here on, friends will be away spread across the country; and those within the company , spread across different projects and teams. 

Now that money is not a problem there is no one to spend it with. Lot less movies, lot less of eating out and a whole lot less masti. I fear its going to be only worse from here. 

Writing how the transition has been, is almost impossible. I find myself not able enough to put it in words. It can only be lived. Even to get close to it I will have to write it spread across more than just one post. Its so very difficult to have clarity of thought when there are multiple thoughts rushing in every second. But the one thought that remains is that the best part of life is already over and it will only start getting downhill from here year on year. Not that life is pretty bad at the moment but its never going to be the same. A special thanx to Chotu for pulling me out of the clutches of the 'corporate bitches'. 

" Life is pleasant. Death is peaceful. It's the transition that's troublesome."

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