Episode 1 - continued

well,ready for the next installment??
here goes...........

The worst part (the journey) having been just begun, my mind idled around trying to find something remotely interesting in the lift's insides. It was a false hope,because all i could see was people's hair and faces. None that were interesting enough to warrant a second glance.I am absolutely sure that my fellow passengers thought the same about me. The lift stopping at every floor, to accomodate the evening out flow, did nothing to decrease the unease.There is just no escape from the faces, cos u even get reflections from all the surfaces of the lift(reminds me of the "Enter the Dragon" ka climax).Thats y i tend to look up towards the fan (the most entertaining side of the cube)The silence is unbelievable and complete...............

A new ray of sunshine(or i thought so) crept in.In one of the lower floors,a new entrant seemed to recognize another inmate(the first time ever,gosh i was happy).But nothing followed after a quick greeting. Can u imagine being in 4*4*9 (and yeah, i measured the dimensions) feet lift with 14 ppl around u and the only thing audible is my best friend(The fan,if u thought it was something remotely resembling a human).

Atleast their are brass holders which my fingers have a habit of tapping.Finally, the ground floor arrives.I am thankful that the lift cant go any further down.............
As the people trickle out of the lift,I make sure that i am the last one to leave, so as to avoid the treatment that the others recieved wen i entered the lift.("The stampede" if u r groping in the dark for the TREATMENT concerned)

I eventually make my way out, taking care not to be caught in the fresh incoming crowd.
(This is where the BMTC commando training helps)coming out, i hope something changes in my next sojourn,but sure enough,the same feelings are experienced.

MORAL OF THE STORY: TAKE THE STAIRS (GOOD FOR HEALTH- SO I'VE HEARD)

Episode 1 - The corporate Elevator

This will prove interesting reading i hope.

one month into my internship at Motorola,Bangalore,I have realized that one of the most uncomfortable places to be in a MNC is the elevator.

As i stand in the lift lobby waiting for any one of the elevator doors to open and accept me into its capacious and roomy insides, three other people join the fray. These three look to have atleast three-four years of experience each.They stand there facing in different directions, not as much as acknowledging each other's prescence . I am baught back from my observations by the gentle gong of the elevator telling us that it has arrived. there is a sudden spritely movement from all three of my to-be "lift mates" as they gather their things before boarding the lift.

The doors open and unsurprisingly, their are already around ten people occupying the now not-so-capacious interior of the gloomily lit elevator. As i try to wade my way in to the lift, people's feet become unsuspecting victims of a stampede by my feet(not a comfortable feeling, i assure u). The other three people on my floor somehow get into the already crowded elevator.(must be a new world record for most number of ppl in a lift)
If u think this was the worst part,wait,there's more.................

Moto Days - Intro

This series will contain a few of my Motorola experiences as an intern.
WATCH THIS SPACE...................

part deux

teetering on the edge of reason
the reflections of a chaotic mind
choosing the least worst path among many
trying to make something out of life
like a smith shapes iron
like a potter moulds clay
frustration building up inside
finding nothing to vent it out upon
eating me from the inside,
making me hollow,half the man that i am
rising from the depths,bac on my feet
clawing my way up the ladder
facing challenges or just skirting them...
the importance lies in goin on.......
surviving.................
evolving..................
because time will never stop,and so should i

My first Poem

Hope will rise and fall..
even if people stand tall
against the perils and obstacles of life
they smile inspite of their strife
facing each hurdle as it comes
challenging it with great vigour
breaking the barriers or just scraping through
it matters not,as long as you journey on...
building new bridges
learning new things
getting wiser or so u think
the key is to change with time
moving in nature,with it in rhyme
always expanding your mind's range
'cause nothing is permanent,but change...