Now this is a lil something I wrote way back in May 2013...around the 20th or so. And like everything else in my life, I never finished it, and hence, never posted it. But I do realise that Time is of the essence in most of my blog posts, and I'm posting it now, in as is, state, and maybe I'll complete it at a later time. I don't know why I chose to be so descriptive though. It may get boring, bear with me :|
How often have you heard this phrase? My bet is, about a
million times. Even so, I had to write about this. Though I’m only about…er…20
days late? That is what procrastination does to you. Anyhow, the point of this
post is- that I am now a working woman. I have a full-time, paid job. K It’s a scary thought.
But actually, it’s been pretty okay so far. I’m a management trainee, and my
induction last for 3 weeks. It was a bunch of sessions covering an overview of
the different departments, some fun stuff like factory visits in Punjab and
Haryana….and finally a one-day CSR activity at an NGO which was quite
enjoyable. So much for the easy part. From then on, my sales stint started.
Flew off to Chennai early morning, attended a few sessions at the RSO and
headed to the guest house where we MTs were put up. Chennai…has been quite
interesting so far. Yeah, it’s humid as hell, and as soon as we leave the
office building it feels like we stepped into a furnace/sauna depending on the
time of day, but I’ve still managed to enjoy the past few days. And I’m no
stranger to hot and humid climates, having spent the last two years in
Calcutta.
On Friday, we just chilled at the guest house, watched
random movies and songs on the Home Theatre System (yes, you read that right)
and basically enjoyed the good life.
Saturday…well, Saturday, we had to come into office for some
work, but we got free early, an hour after lunch or so, so we decided to chill
(again). We thought of going to watch Aurangzeb in a theatre 7-9 kms from our
base, but we got late on the way, so decided to take a detour to 10 Downing Street- this totally
amazing, totally British place. We got
there at 7, but the place hadn’t opened, so we thought we’d explore the
locality a bit. I had 1 mallu, 1 gult for company. However, the gult is as less
of a gult as I’ve ever seen in my life. Hehehe. So, anyhow, we found this place
called ‘Gangotree’…which, erm, I’m ashamed to admit, I pronounced as Gango-tree
(Gango rhyming with Mango). We had awesome snacks- dhokla and pav bhaji. Or
maybe it was just that we were hungry. My mallu friend however, had something
which looked like Pink slush (‘Pink Solution’ he called it). Falooda with ice cream
he claimed it was. K
*shudder* Anyway, after our stomachs were partially full, but our souls fully
satisfied with the gastronomic treats, we headed off to 10D. There’s a cover
charge for guys, but it’s times like these that you’re thankful for being a
woman. J The place in itself was very very good. I
liked the ambience. From the way they illustrated the menu, to the books
stacked up on the walls. As for the food, I can definitely vouch for the baby
corn starter. The pepper chicken was a little dry though. We also went to the Purple Room at Hotel
President, but I didn’t stay there long, so can’t comment about the place.
The next day…was again a relaxed morning. Got up, had dry
upma for breakfast and watched tv while lazing around on the couch. Mango
juice, watermelon juice…the good life. For lunch, I headed off to meet a friend
from IIMC at Raintree Hotel. It became a mini IIMC reunion of sorts. We ordered
Italian, and beer. I had something called Tequila Chicken, with a bunch of
other herbs and yellow and red peppers, and the pasta I chose was ‘Fettucine’.
This dish, my dear readers, was very very good. I couldn’t make out the taste
of Tequila, however, it was tangy and juicy, had an adequate amount of seasoning.
In short, I loved it.
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