Darby, my current process manager, told me and some selected guys to come late to office on 14th Jan (Friday). Since it was a last day to met process SLA's and we were sure to over stretch and would stay late till next morning.
One thing Globalization can't do, i.e. to washed off time difference across countries and continents. With this thought, I started my Friday morning. As I was getting ready for office, with some mixed feelings on mind. It was my last day in Mumbai office and what a turnaround it was. I hated an idea of coming down to Mumbai; deploy and work on transition process for 3 odd months. I never imagined myself traveling in Mumbai local trains especially changing two trains, 1 Auto Rick. and before I can reach office and to curse myself , I had to walk 15 mins from station, in order to reach my office.
But I did manage to survive and have had enveloped some good memories in my mind. My team had given me a good farewell, with chocolate truffle cake. It feels good when someone acknowledges your efforts and thank you for all the support.
It was a normal day till everyone started walking off from office. By 2230 hours, we 4 guys were working on mid sized room. We were waiting for client's resolution on our escalations. We were hoping to get all queries resolved by midnight and I can then catch my bus to Pune.
But things ain't happened as we thought and we worked till 6 in the morning. On a course of struggling to keep myself awake, I had planned to do some short walks and to constantly drink water.
Nothing substantial work happened till 2 am and my mind slipped into past. On a splash of second, I founded myself working on assignment with my friend (Gurpreet), who is struggling to pen some words for his dissertation. During our MSc-London, we due had had spent sleepless nights. We would go to Uni around 7 in the evening and stay there till next day morning. During this, we used to sip many coffees from cafe, which was near to Library. I was so particular about my coffee that I would complete my order under 15 seconds.
What a journey it had been for both of us, with a loud sigh, I came back to present. 4 emails were waiting for my reply.
We completed and wrapped our work at 0630 hrs. By then, Darby and I were fully engulfed in series of discussions. I always see Darby as a man of principles. He is a statue of simple living with realistic thinking. We arrived at station around 0700 hrs and he immediately boarded the train.
I knew my train is scheduled at 0725 hrs and I can manage to have a long walk over platform. It was a fresh morning with some mild fog. A thought came to my mind that ... When it's foggy it is difficult to see through it and things can be distorted..
Life can often be the same if you are engulfed by something that renders all in front of you unclear and leaves you disorientated, then the fog clears and although things don't suddenly become easy they start looking a whole lot better than they did...
With this positive thought, I boarded the train and started my journey to home.
A Still from third floor of Social Science building- Brunel University
Live Passionately,
Dilpreet