A different trip

You should come again , one of the guys told me. Other asked me to join them. ‘Lets see. We will meet some other time for sure’ , I gave my standard answer to the first and to the other I politely declined the offer but did not forget to invite him to visit our country.

Will I get an elephant ride , I was asked.
‘Definitely , though India is not only about elephant rides’
‘Hopefully sometime in life I should visit India.’
‘Hopefully I will be there at that time to take you around’
I really meant it. I do want at least some of them to visit us.

Its been a good project and easily one of the best teams I have worked with. It was the diversity in the team which I liked most and of course the feel of the ‘team’. For quite sometime I had not seen some people as I have another team in India but we keep interacting everyday. One of the guys shook hands just before we left for the day and said ‘Its been good to see you in person man. I always wondered how you would be whenever we spoke on phone’ . He is one of the guys with whom I interact the most and its been a good experience for me too to put a face to person whom I knew only by name and voice.

When are you coming again, the lady asked me. ‘I have no idea about that!’ What I did not say was, I was not planning to part of the team after some time. Its been good so far and professionally the project had done me some wonders but I have to move on. I have to get into some thing bigger, something which will take me to the next level hopefully , something which I will look forward with the same zeal I had when I joined this.
‘We should really meet in India next time’ I added.

I know I will continue with the team for sometime but I am not sure whether I will come again as the part of the same team. I also know I have made some good friends. May be that’s why I was feeling bit sad to leave the group. But that feeling is short lived . As soon as board the plane, it will go away and I will be looking forward to be with my India group. It has happened before and it will happen again. As I walked through the streets of Manhattan, the VIP suitcase advertisement song ‘Bye Bye, Bye Bye , Bye Bye Bye Bye, Good Bye ‘ was playing in my mind. Normally I will be running to reach home but today I slowly walked towards the station. I don’t know when I will take a walk next but whatever walk I have done will not go out of my memory in near future. I made some friends, re-established some friendships, had a great time with some DSS folks. One of my friends had told me to visit the place with an open mind and enjoy life. I think I just did that.


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Funnycide's picture

Came and went??

Hey Ananth,
Heartfelt blog but dint quite make the mark of your usual “tug-at-the-heart-strings” narration! Maybe you were full of emotion to actually blog.

Departures are always a tad depressing. Especially when they are the end of a great beginning, a nicely planned event, a great vacation..

anyhow, feel better, and write more of how you feel later about this. Eye-wink


Pradzie's picture

Welcome back to Des,

Welcome back to Des, mate!

lol@safe&boring trip, heres wishing you the same.


have a safe trip back, ananth

I read a very wistful tone in your blog. nice to know you had a good time on this visit.

Take care, and hope you have a safe & boring trip back home.


Jiva's picture

Lovely post ananth

Good luck!!


bilbobaggins's picture

doll

just today morning this new gal in the lab told me she’d like to visit India, and the first thought in my head was well the elephants have left and the indian rope trip never worked.
I dont know why but off late , I’ve begun to feel like I am being patronised if some one tells me, “oh , you’re from India, I’d love to visit.”