I used to be very fond of reading the casual observations blogs posted by people in Wipro blogspot. It used to be funny. I used to wonder “ Aisa bhi hota hoga?”. Par my doubts got confirmed after joining at GNDC. Fortunately or unfortunately, don’t know what would be the right word, I can’t open the ChannelW Blogs from office, don’t know why. But that lead me to start observing people.
More than a week it is in GNDC office and I had to write my observations. People get dressed as if they are going to a disc, like hot chic babes, sorry for the languages, but that’s to give the real description. Guys are no less, they come with their chappals. I found a girl hanging her ID at the back of her jeans, I felt like pulling it off, jaise pocket maarte hain, and felt that would be really amusing, but soon realized I am supposed to maintain my decency.
We all come to office to work, as professionals, but people here haven’t got out of their college mode.
Day before when I was in the cab, a young guy, thankfully he looked like a professional, had joined Wipro recently (may be that’s why he looked professional, soon he would change too) and another elderly person who have been in Wipro for more than five years (his RED Id tag proved that), we all started discussing about Chennai and Delhi. All were somehow related to Chennai, I am chennaiite, Mr. Elderly had done his schooling and college from Chennai and Mr. Young has been to Chennai on short official visits. Mr. young described, “hum ek baar Ladkiyan taadne(In Tamil, site addikka) nikle Chennai me, ……and me and another girl, unknown to us, sitting the cab, busted out laughing.
Well I don’t know where I got the affinity for Chennai, which I never had, after my one year stay at Chennai, said, “But people there are simple, no show off, their dressing sense is all very different”. And Mr. Elderly supported me and my Mr. Young replied, why don’t people try to revolutionize things and change it? I gave him a sharp look and said “it’s not Chennai that has to be revolutionized, rather it’s Delhi that has to be changed, and that’s why I am here”. It’s a part of my job. He gulped, it should have been me, because I am here to make impossible, possible. He grinned at me and said “Best of Luck”. I better knew, that it was indeed required.
I am sorry but I have been noticing only girls, but couldn’t take my eyes off them too. So what do I observe, coming out of a team ,where no one was motivated enough to put a kajal also , seeing people with so much of make-up, gave me little shocks. But I reassured myself saying, I was a part of this world an year before, I survived and was successful, that’s the reason I am back here, saying I can manage.
But at the same time, I also was threatened, don’t change yourself, you have to change others and I have been given ultimate back up support on that ground, to change others, so that I don’t change.
Of all the things, I met one of the colleague, I greeted him, “how are you? He replied, was really politely “I forget where I met you earlier?” I smiled and said, “I was a part of the meeting last Thursday”…he sighed….”aaahhh, your dressing style was very different that day”……I wondered how, I was in black kurta and today I was in pink…, I smiled to myself, thinking I have no response on this!
I deviated from observations and landed up somewhere else. Anyways one thing i realized was Delhiite’s follow one policy absolutely right “RULES ARE MEANT TO BE BROKEN”
