Transition continues...Pink blossoms blooming....!!!!

As my last transformation progressed, my life seems to have taken a large turn @ 180 degree…and exposed me to the outer world…I was working from 9.00 to 6.00 and was enjoying every bit of my self-ruled world….though a fresher at work but my fun filled and outgoing attitude has always turned heads and made me more and more amiable, thanks to my upbringing…I used to catch limelight which made every day wonderfully mysterious unfolding itself throughout… I started getting pleasure from my work..my experiences..my limelight and my life as a whole I was learning new things…new gestures…at a new arena.

In that vindictive…vulnerable…mean corporate world…I was truly workaholic but at the same time fun filled, gregarious and stylish. I was used to get attentions but nothing bowled me over…on a funny side my raised eyebrow used to reply on somebody’s flippant attitude…a clear rejection with a toss…!!!! I had a stable head over my shoulders and knew these things are here to stay…I took everything in my stride.

People end up thinking me synonymous to untamable, unreachable and unbiased, sometimes even brutal in my words…but nevertheless magnetic. Deep inside many people influenced me by their accomplished, contented and balanced position…..good enough to make friends and sometimes mentors.…My colleagues and friends were into relationships and it was a common sight seeing them at coffee shop or going for movie after office hours…..We used to talk and discuss about dating, affairs, love etc…but the moment they ask about mine pat comes my reply – I enjoy my life every moment then why get locked with someone. It was not like that I didn’t want to commit a sin or love wasn’t in the air but it was largely about finding a special one whom I can confine to…...and quietly my search was ON.

I remember the days when I began my search but didn’t realized it when it was actually over… That time I was working at South Ex., with an organisation manufacturing Medical Equipments. I was the only unmarried female among all middle-aged married men and a sober Bengali guy exactly of my age group…..My profile there being a coordinator, everyone at office has to come to me (whether they liked it or not) regarding varied things. Except one person everyone was friendly within 2-3 days…this guy named ARIJIT, used to talk minimal with me…..he was reluctant to ask about the things and liked handling tasks on his own.....as and when he used to get confused he took help from someone else avoiding me totally…...Though astonished by his acts, but I didn’t interrupted since I was new there…...gradually 2 months passed, I was enjoying my work simultaneously the hot and happening vicinity of South Ex......exploring the market place....shopping or jusy simply hanging out with my friend…...One fine evening at office Arijit came to me asking to make a quotation…on to my surprise I said – Are you asking me…???? And he replied – yes, with a frail look…. completing further…he said – This quotation is very urgent…but I don’t have details of it since Mr. Verma (our MD) has given details to you only….kindly make the quotation or suggest me I shall do it on my own.

I was happy that at least he broke his silence and replied him with a smile – that I will do it. It was 6 already and I had to rush for my charted bus…still I preferred completing the quotation. By the time everything got done it was 7.30....…and I got late. I handed over the quotation to him saying its done...you can take it......He thanked me for my effort and said with a smile – You got late due to me work, I am sorry…on that I replied – but it was urgent therefore it was required to be completed today itself…..isn't.....!!! We both left office together…I was feeling hungry and asked him about it…we went to Bikaner to have snacks…..how can a Bengali guy skip a ROSOGULLA…....he delightedly ordered it along with my samosa….By this time we got familiar with each other…later we took auto for my place and he dropped at the mid way to proceed to his home….He again thanked me and waived – Goodbye with a smile…!!!!

On my way back home I realized that how one can lead different lives at home and at office…he is reserved and totally into his work at office whereas he is friendly and sensible as a person inside…!!! He taught me balancing – work and life…!!!! Adding to my surprise more, he called me up after 1hour to confirm that I reached back safely at home. I liked him being sensible and soon we were very good friends at office and otherwise too…!!!!!!

A breakthrough...My second Transition

The sunny rays brought new light….a new awakening to my thoughts and beliefs….the time was here to build my horizon. I was confused with soo many options and prospects but to give myself a fairly good start I enrolled myself for Graduation along with a decent computer course from NIIT….By this time all my school pals were also busy exploring and enrolling for courses and other options…We used to catch each other but not as often as we could likewise in our school periods or canteen…but yes we had many things to discuss and argue upon after the gap of some days…..along with lots of chit chat & hangouts….some day chaat papri….other days ice creams…and some other day idli sambhar… whatever was feasible….and for these delights we all had to pour out every single rupee coin from our pockets…..Isn’t worth…!!!!!

Those days it actually felt like TIME is rushing and flying….when I was busy with my course, my hobby classes, my graduation and not to forget catching up with some of my best pals…Multitasking indeed. With so much of exposure to the outer world that added more to my style and attitude but still I was very down to the earth person, who spreads smiles across. Moments in time flew away….likewise my pals too….every one got more and more occupied and we hardly had time left to get together…thus we lost touch.

By then I was waiting for my convocation, since my course and other hobby classes were also over I had plenty of time to indulge myself…but not into some other course or degree but in a profession…I wanted to earn for myself…I wanted to get down from my parent’s shoulders…not for toffee but for pastry…not for idli but for Chinese…not for shoppers stop but for sarojini nagar….not for Barista but for Premsay (a classy coffee shop at Pitam Pura). I shared my feelings with my mother…she seemed happy on my mature intention but at the same time looked more possessive for her little darling who wanted to rise and join the hurdle race of success from 9.00 a.m to 6.00 p.m.

She taught me great values since my childhood and now also she wanted to nurture her teenage lass into a strong individual, so with a sturdy look, she smiled and said – Alright! Begin searching for a good opening and I am there to guide you…I felt pleased with her views and hugged her at once.

A fresher looking for a job is treated like amateurish and derivative. Alas…after 2 months of scrutinizing on unending rounds of interviews and tests…I got my first job as a Tele caller. Though it was not a very good launch but at last I was contented on my break through. In that scorching summer of May suddenly the weather soothened in form of rain… and like a cheerful peacock…drenched in my high spirits, I headed towards my home to see the face of my mother, when I will show her my appointment letter….I knew she will be tearfully delighted…like the pouring rain….I was transformed again into a mature…professional young girl...ready to discover my destiny.

My first Transition

All the fancies....all the blooms......the sparkling eyes with a princess dreams.....I had only one goal when I woke up....got ready with my clean school dress.....had a glass of milk and ran away....and now after those 12 years....I was 17, standing on my school gate, just out with my class 12 result....felt like a whole new world has spread out for me....I was sharing my greatest joy of completing my schooling with my friends and jealously exploring the Score cards of all my mates.

With the contented thoughts I reached home, saw myself in the mirror, elevated myself a little and said like a cynderalla - SCHOOL..Naah..I am grown up now. Too much for my delight that day mummy made a delicious kheer to celebrate my success with everyone at home...after having a bowl full I shouted out a loud - Mama, I am going out with my friends for a bicycle ride. Yes...!!! this was my life....sweet....filled with laughter....filled with cuddling moments...with no room for anxiety.

In the evening papa bought me a beautiful wrist watch though I wanted a jeans but I accepted thinking it part of style statement with grown ups...I was telling papa how I felt today and suddendly papa asked me - What next you want to pursue, what you want to become...??? I replied sluggishly getting away - Not now. Papa looked surprised and took me for a night walk. He holded my hand and said - Everyone dream to be big...!!! and now after completing your school, your ambition is what you are required to pursue, which will build a road for you to walk ahead. If not now then when, he asked me.

I din't knew myself when...??? but I wanted to enjoy my freedom from school books, teachers, marksheet and tests....soon I realised that this freedom has brought other big things along. I looked towards papa's face and replied - Now papa, now is the time to grow up. Papa hugged me and said - yes my dear...I want to see you grown up and successful!!

It was my first brush with the life after school - Struggle for an Identity. I was changed from the little princess to a grown up teenager....that night while lying on my bed I kept playing scramble with the words - Graduation, Course, Job, Boys, Jeans, shopping, Movies, Style and don't know when I slept.

The next day I woke up early with all the same words across my mind...I reached for my balcony to see the rising sun....This was my first Transition.