It all started with a phone call to TCS office on January 31, 2005 a fine and comfortable warm Monday morning . The Human Resourse handling the employment of "the bums" told me i could pick my letter in the evening at 4.30pm. After getting the letter I decided I was not going to read it until February 1st so that I could enjoy one more evening of the bums life to which I had already attached an emotion of immense boredom.
But as always some frantic soul not quite in peace with themselves or with nature around them had to read the letter and ask only me a doubt with regard to some statement specified in it. I try to avoid ripping open my envelope with as much tact as possible. But a lady who is persistent enough can make any man submit to her whims and fancies, and this was exactly what happened that cloudy evening of January 31st.
So with a heavy heart I opened the envelope but in the process made a new acquantaince in the process. Her name is Nupur Jaiswal and she joins me in Hyderabad on 17th February, 2005 to formally bring an end to our current state of brain numbness.
Then later that night a girl with a grave voice calls me up at 10.30 and gives me the fright of my life by saying "Hi I'm Reema, I am from TCS". A stranger declaring that she is from TCS so late in the night made me assume that she was some HR personel from TCS calling me up to tell that my joining date on Feb 17th going to be postponed to some later date. Luckily after a long pause she said in words "Im a fresher like you". She wanted to know details about buses and other miscellaneous facts to which I had no answer at that moment since I was waiting for February 1st.
A few hours later after the phone call, I woke up to the first day of Febraury. Spent the whole morning talking to Nish. Then after that chalked out a plan of action for the next day.
So as per plans went to Ranbaxy for medical test on Feb 2nd. We had urine sample, blood sample, ECG, Xray, Eye doctor, Physician (the physician was cool, she smiled a lot) and one more test whose name I dont remember. That evening I get a call telling that there is somehting wrong with my ECG. I was asked to go for an ECHO cardiogram test the next day.
As it turned out it was some scam by the Ranbaxy people. But sure wasted my time. Then the search for my birth certificate commenced. I dont have one so had to apply for one. Will be getting it by 14th February.
Got nish online in the morning for an hour.Savio came home today. We spent almost an hour and a half togther laughing most of the time. Then later at night nish came online again. We spoke of nightmares in the moonlight.
Dreams are weird concepts. They either make a man to achieve great things or else breaks him up. But inspite of the balance having the capabilty to tip to any side we dont want to stop dreaming.
I just called up nish an hour back. It was nice talking to her. Nish's internet is down.Something to do with a mysterious firewall disallowing her from getting online. It has been 4 days since she has come online. Wonder when she will be riding technology's superhighway.
