The 3 weeks where 'L' Matters

 
On some day, midway of September I kicked off my training. I was happy. Recounting the moment when I was elected as the Class Representative of the batch, I felt like god have had listened to my 1^st year wish now. Too late indeed!

Weeks passed on! 

I got my first salary. Feeling of shopping was entirely different

I got the first setback when ‘they’ felt that I was not to the mark in writing of so called professional language English. My blog is the result of it. 

In this way 3 odd months passed and I was the only ‘lucky’ brat to get the privilege to learn for the extra 3 weeks (15 working days) stating further need of improvement. 

I confronted with the boss, where we had suo motu discussion and finally I was dished out. And with consensus, we decided to stay together for next 3 weeks.

(Hearty thanx to “L”!!)

Actually I felt proud of myself that I was an ideal CR for my batch. I didn’t let my batch mates feel low as my co CR was topper of the batch. So ‘WE’ sandwiched entire batch.

We were scrappy in our steps on Day 1. We felt like the ballgame situation. I, for the first time experienced tail gating. Was fun! Days were passing at slower rate than hot coffee cups falling into the dustbin.

Due to denial of entry access we were looked upon as intruders. My server space was also blocked and after constant try, it was called to be erroneous. I had to run pillar to post for my rights.

The days were tortuous!

The 3 weeks won’t be complete until I mention 4 persons. Akki, my counterpart from another batch, who shared the occasion with me. The culprit equally responsible for the events with matching frequency. Dammed, we really had fun. The other three were the one whom we perturbed like hell. Simultaneously, they helped reliving our stress and depression. One listless citizen called “Daroga Babu”, a man of WAR files. Another one had alien accent but owner of an innocent heart. And the last but not the least was a human question bank. 

Another man worth mentioning was the guide. He was stringent in nature and used to mate out tasks one after another. However, being prudent, we did it sincerely. An awesome guy! Sincere thanks to him.

As the D-Day was advent, we were merely buying time. I had the flair and I was confident of regaining the lost reputation. 

But false hopes are bad; it has pernicious effect on young brains. They fleshed out laudable of their stating several factors deciding your fate. But at the end it is all mockery. And finally I concluded that it is just mouthing platitude. The another outcome is the loss of Rs 3000-4000.

Yeah! Going back to my access denial event. I went to the concerned person, where he inquired of my batch.

I replied ‘HATCH-100’.

He reverted immediately, "entry not available". The very first thing came to my mind, will my salary be credited this month? I doubted myself of being the employee anymore. But I reconciled immediately.

However I told him the situation and my new role of 3 weeks. With this, he guessed the problem and replied, “dude, it's ‘HATCH-100 L’ and here ‘L’ matters”.

                                                         Signing off:-Mr  R.K. Narnoli