My sore experience

"Have you heard about the rooms here?" asked a guy who came to receive his friend standing next to me. We were waiting for a golf cart to come. The journey called Infosys had just begun.

Almost everything in the training campus was exceptional and damn perfect. And this is an understatement. We had a multiplex, bowling arena, squash courts, departmental store, saloon, all of it in-house. And the one I used most - Dispensary!

I thoroughly enjoyed the campus on first day. And probably the last time too. Four months of rigorous classes, quizzes, exams and what not. They taught us all the programming languages that existed in the world, but never taught us other important pieces. The training program did not have a hint of what politics was, they never taught us how to knot a tie, not sure how did they expect us to do well.

Weekends were the time when people will try to catch their breath, hang out in campus or visit famous places in Mysore city. I too use to go places … to be specific ... a place ... Apollo Hospital. That was almost every weekend, and was obviously, not by choice. The doctor available in campus could never figure out what the heck was going on in my stomach. The only thing she use to do was to arrange an Ambulance, so that I could go to my second home in Mysore comfortably. Biraj never missed this opportunity of getting a lift till inter-city bus stand. Now how he managed his Bangalore bus timing with my stomach timings is still a mystery.

A couple of weeks into the training, I was already the Ambulance guy. One Sunday evening, some of my friends – totally drunk, with an extra pauvaa hidden in their pants, singing choli ke peeche kya hai as loudly as they could – were coming back to campus after all the weekend masti. They saw an ambulance going out and were disappointed to realize that I am gonno be in hospital ... again! They ran after the ambulance screaming, only to discover that this time it wasn't me. They couldn’t believe it, and were even more disappointed.

I somehow managed to clear the final exams which came as a surprise to my batch mates. And to me as well! How did this ambulance guy managed some time to study? Little did they know that I was from Computer Science background. Well, another thing which worked well for me was Amit Karir, guy sitting next to me in exams. He was fairly sincere in studies….and more importantly – cooperative!

I was told that my next destination is Bangalore. I geared myself up for the city. Others updated their Facebook status saying "Bangalore Calling…!!"