It was a very good year...ergo, i remember :)






Sometimes we remember, sometimes we forget....but sometimes it always stays for reasons special. Maybe that's why memories of my first job remain deeply etched.

I entered 'The Hindu' office for the first time....Anusha led me through passages and stairs and tall glass doors.The first thought that struck me was, " this is so intimidating." From then on till my last day there, the place has never failed to overwhelm me!

Making things clear- i was working for an IT tabloid published by the hindu - ergo - hence :)

The blue floor and a healthy boss welcomed me. Karthik was the name, editor was the post...he kept it short, he kept it simple...he asked me to join the coming week. Five minutes it lasted and i left....good times ahead i felt.

I was not too good at my job, nor was i confident. The first few months went well job-wise...but i hardly spoke to anyone except the 'student reporters' gang. All of them were my classmates from college. The creative (anusha), the quirky (vipasha), the go-getter(lokpria), the wise one (monisha) and the lost (me :))- pretty much sums us all. Even as i write this i realise how easy it is to judge others while you can't judge your own self...yes i'm still kinda lost in my quest to find myself.

It was a quest that began when i was in ergo. A few bumps, a few interviews and events, it was all too good to be true. Business cards all of my own, by this time i was pretty comfortable smiling and making minimal conversations with my boss. Now it makes me smile, of course like i said it's all deeply etched. I was happy, i was cheerful but i never let loose. A year went by. It was a conflict, i struggled, i had pretty much made up my mind it's not working. I've said it before, i say it now, "I don't think am cut out for it." Maybe i was wrong or maybe i was right, i don't think i ever will find out. But my heart was elsewhere...i had lost.

Reliving the memories now, i don't think i've lost, i've only gained confidence, friendship, glimpses into journalistic minds, lessons in writing, and of course a little weight thanks to the hindu canteen :).

Having said all this, it's a frontier i couldn't conquer but nevertheless respect and love for all it gave me!

P.S: This one's for Karthik - the ex boss, now a good friend :)