Back to blogging!

Back to blogging!

The last time I wrote for this page was almost two years back.. Why was I off the thing?? I don't want to give excuses of not having time.. being busy etc., maybe it was simply because I was too lazy.. nevertheless these two years have been amazing and I have a list of tales to tell. Life was happening and stressfull and lively and torturing, all at the same time. It was the -I dont a have a word - two years of my life!!.

Learnt a lot .. and taught too as well he hehe..

My 8th semester was a nightmare, an annual fest and a girlfriend to manage at the same time was one hell of a job I tell you. Everyone has 24 hrs in a day.. it is how you make 48 of those 24.. but I cudnt.. tried... but couldn't. Me and a bunch of my mates had been bestowed with the "power" of managing our annual techfest "Kritansh". We, initially, were way too excited to realize that the power "they" spoke of was far from our hands. With a dream of creating a wave in the country, we started with the preparations. There were early hiccups but we had very soon made up a solid base to start the work on. I distinctly remember our daily meetings hovering around ensuring footfall, optimizing resources, minimizing costs and shit terms which we had never come across in our lives. We were almost a year away from becoming a "Just another engineer" but had the rage to spin the earth at twice its speed.

With weeks passing by, everything fell into place in the huge jigsaw that we were making. In the process we all had fought, mauled and killed to get the proper pieces of the puzzle, but it was fine as long as things were happening. "Kritansh" was our baby, and all of us taking real good care of it. July to August to November to January to 16th February-"The D day", time had literally flown at the speed of light. These 6 odd months were full of sleepless nights, stressfull days, stupid arguments, pointless discussions, sweat, blood, booze, cigs and god knows what all. The fest went on for three days and closed with a pat on all our backs. The success of the event had given us a new high.. a sense of acheivement .. and man did we love it!!

From then on days got back to normal... and the last two months of college just whizzed past by. My girlfriend was very upset 'cuz i hadnt given her enough time.. and it suddenly struck me I seriously hadnt given her time which was meant to be hers. I tried making it up to her but all you guys having girlfriends must know how tough it is please a woman!, but I managed somehow.

May 13,2008, College was done; all of us had to part ways, inevitable it was. After long sessions of tears and "You know i loved you and I always will"'s all of us had started our journeys into a completely unchartered territory. I remember listening about this phase of life from elders and how I had waited for this time to come.. and now when I had finally arrived, I wanted to go back. I had a job offer from an IT Major, but they were yet to send me joining dates, so I looked around to get myself into something which was productive and would make me feel good about. Honestly, I didnt have a plan for LIFE, not that I have one now, but back then I had absolutely no clue about what to do then! so, I plunged at whatever came my Way first.

An MBA prep institute in Bhubaneswar had offered me a faculty position and I was on it. At first I was enjoying but later after a series of incidents I realised that it might not have been a decison in the best of my interest. Young people like me are generally interested in making money, I somehow had started working, not for the money, but by keeping the finer aspects of the job in mind. Teaching is real fun if you have the right kind of mindset, I had added to my classroom all that I found missing in the years of education that had gone by. All that cribbing that I used to do about my teachers, my classroom not being interesting etc. etc.. I tried removing them in my own special way. Thankfully, the change was welcomed. I used to enjoy every bit of the appreciation that I got, and after a short while the whole thing got stagnated. I started thinking that I was meant for more, I had to do lots more than whatever I did at that point in time. So I went on to give CAT, wanting a place among the elites in the country. I thought I was prepared for it but as it turned out to be I wasn't enough. By the time I got to know that MBA was not happening for me, at least this time, it was very late. I had refused the Job offer that I got on campus, didnt want to continue where I was working and I didn't know what to do next.

Helpless! totally.

I was fast moving into depression 'cuz whatever had happened it was solely because I didnt see it coming and everything happened as if I had meticulously planned for it to happen. I had to take a hold of myself. Finally in the month of February, I decided of going back home. Last day of Feb, my last day at work in Bhubaneswar. So, one fine March morning I was at Dhanbad, with all my luggage, and a strong determination of not going back to Bhubaneswar ever. Bhubaneswar had left some scars which I dont even want to talk about. But after whatever happened, I had learnt a valuable lesson. It is difficult to put your past behind, it somehow lingers on.

So, here I was adding to population of educated and unemployed youth of the country, sitting at home hogging on " Ma ke haath ka khaana", watching TV, sleeping, contemplating, reminiscing and blah blah blah.. My parents were my biggest strength at this time in my life.. and it took me a while to actually realise it. I had lost all faith but somehow maa and papa simply were unshakeable and they kept believing in me. I shall never forget that night when I cried like a baby in front of papa thinking what I mess I've made of myself. He put his hand over my head and said "Everything will be allright.. ", these words were somehow the most soothing words to me then.

There was a situation and I had to deal with it. So, it was packing time again. I was off to Cape of good hope.. after a two day and two nights ordeal on what seemed to be an endless journey.. the destination had arrived. I was still skeptical whether it was "THE destination" or no but the journey had been undertaken and other things like finding an engagement had to be thought over... As I got off the train , hung by bags and was walking towards the exit, a striking scene from an old DD serial flashed, where a lean, lanky guy gets off a train at a big city, he's wearing a simple khadi kurta and pyjama and a 'jhola' by his side, utterly confused about what he has to do.. Man!! this back in time flight was aborted by a hug from a real close friend who had come to pick me up. We then made our way back to his place talking about whatever we could to catch up on each other.

Job hunting is an ordeal in itself.. the first few weeks in BGLR where real frustrating .. The place where I had put up, had 4 people and all working.. everyday when I used to see them leave for work, I wished like a two year boy, " I wish I could get ready like this to go to work too". Weeks went by, and I had been through several interviews, all with the same closing statement " We'll let you know in a week's time", and then no one bothered to call. One lazy morning, my phone rang, thinking it to be another "we'll let you know" call, I dragged myself to the phone and Vola! this sweet lady on the other side.. says.. Am I talking to Rohan Sinha?... yes!! ofcourse you are.. " Congratulations Rohan you have been selected for the job and you have to report to complete the formalities in the afternoon, can you make it to our office today?.. " This one line had taken my happiness to I dont know which cloud.. I wanted to laugh, dance, jump but all I could was cry. I dont want to sound like a cry baby.. but the tears just didnt stop flowing.

I joined work, went to office like everyone else at my place did, got a desk and a computer like everyone else.. and here I am ...sitting in a comfortable IT workplace where I'd always wanted to be :D typing my time away...

One of the facets that I've seen of life.. and there are many more yet to unvieled .....

--Capt. Krunch