From the time I left college I saw people posting some pretty usual posts on fb “Hey I got my first salary”,”My first day at office”,”My second day at office”,”My third day at office” some surprising ones were “Look at my professional look and others which don’t even qualify for the list”
I never thought of posting any such thing as I didn’t noticed any difference because I loved writing codes this was all I wanted to do until today I didn’t knew what I was missing…
Until today when I was going through ways and roads and passed through people there were many of them,a girl staring at me with probably all the colors available in the market on her face and when she smiled even her teeth were wearing some sort of a pink colour…A mid aged man probably in his 50′s hurling water balloons at me which I survived some how…Kids runnin after each other to paint their already painted faces…and a lot of people just simply meeting and moving on the streets…for some reason they were happy extremely happy…
And then I came across a college hundred of students were playing colors,dancing in the water showered upon them from the top,they were ecstatic,they were enjoying and then I realised I was there a year back,As my auto passed across them I could easily see somewhere in the crowd there was akhil,asif,ashish,ranu,avinash,abhi(I am sorry if I missed anyone’s name) all of them looking at me and smiling and suddenly they started chasing a boy caught him and painted him and then the boy turned back looking at me and asking me to join him…It was me…
I reached office,picked up the newspaper,the coffee machine served cappuccino at a click with all sorts of sound and suddnely I wished the place could be same…and as I walked through the bay to my seat I thought my destiny bought me a seat,an opprtunity in one of the biggest software exporters of the world…I will be ever obliged to GOD for the same…But what it took in return was huge,a chunk out of my life and till today I didn’t even know what I had left back…
So I have already worked over three months and drawn a handsome salary(thrice:-) ) from the company…Today I feel it was my first day at office…Happy Holi to all of you…
I never thought of posting any such thing as I didn’t noticed any difference because I loved writing codes this was all I wanted to do until today I didn’t knew what I was missing…
Until today when I was going through ways and roads and passed through people there were many of them,a girl staring at me with probably all the colors available in the market on her face and when she smiled even her teeth were wearing some sort of a pink colour…A mid aged man probably in his 50′s hurling water balloons at me which I survived some how…Kids runnin after each other to paint their already painted faces…and a lot of people just simply meeting and moving on the streets…for some reason they were happy extremely happy…
And then I came across a college hundred of students were playing colors,dancing in the water showered upon them from the top,they were ecstatic,they were enjoying and then I realised I was there a year back,As my auto passed across them I could easily see somewhere in the crowd there was akhil,asif,ashish,ranu,avinash,abhi(I am sorry if I missed anyone’s name) all of them looking at me and smiling and suddenly they started chasing a boy caught him and painted him and then the boy turned back looking at me and asking me to join him…It was me…
I reached office,picked up the newspaper,the coffee machine served cappuccino at a click with all sorts of sound and suddnely I wished the place could be same…and as I walked through the bay to my seat I thought my destiny bought me a seat,an opprtunity in one of the biggest software exporters of the world…I will be ever obliged to GOD for the same…But what it took in return was huge,a chunk out of my life and till today I didn’t even know what I had left back…
So I have already worked over three months and drawn a handsome salary(thrice:-) ) from the company…Today I feel it was my first day at office…Happy Holi to all of you…
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