An unbelievably quaint atmosphere, I can hear the floor creek as I take every step into this new, huge and ever-so-good-looking-office. As I continue to walk dainty, to shun the noise below my foot, following the human resource person like a creep I start imagining how time has changed. Am I here for the better? Is this really what I was dreaming of? Is this the place I thought I would be after exactly three years? All sorts of questions, thoughts, sentences and a cloud of words storming my mind, till I am stalled into a conference room to complete my joining formalities.
Exactly three years from my last blog, seems like I was really missing the grind. From 22 to 25 and on the verge to complete my 26th birthday, I feel an accomplishment within. From journalism to public relations to working with India's largest PR firm and handling brands in the consumer industry that most professionals would rave about. Life had a rustic tune playing in the background of every situation I was put through. I changed cities; from a metropolitan capital to a cosmopolitan cocktail-like city, landed a fancy mid-entry level job at India's largest and most finest PR firm to another new job back in the capital city as Assistant Public Relations Manager of a leading personal care brand. Life can be uncanny but I am not sure if at this point it really is!
As I am not allowed to disclose so, the last three years have been the most enjoyable, wild, experimental and I fall short of words to describe how it really was. The experience was not so naive, as independence had settled long ago but this too was in a way nothing less than a turmoil. Living with relatives and then living alone, late nights with friends and then accomplishments at work, falling in love and finally making a home - it indeed was an eventful series of months and years.
While I sign-off my joining formalities at this new company, I sense a rustic culture something I have never experienced before. I succumb to my thoughts and imagine the impossibilities I could be forced to undergo but then I smile and remind myself of the last three years, the impossibilities I withstood. I feel accomplished, thoughtful and ready to take-on, yet another series of whatever we'd call it but absolutely never a difficulty!
Exactly three years from my last blog, seems like I was really missing the grind. From 22 to 25 and on the verge to complete my 26th birthday, I feel an accomplishment within. From journalism to public relations to working with India's largest PR firm and handling brands in the consumer industry that most professionals would rave about. Life had a rustic tune playing in the background of every situation I was put through. I changed cities; from a metropolitan capital to a cosmopolitan cocktail-like city, landed a fancy mid-entry level job at India's largest and most finest PR firm to another new job back in the capital city as Assistant Public Relations Manager of a leading personal care brand. Life can be uncanny but I am not sure if at this point it really is!
As I am not allowed to disclose so, the last three years have been the most enjoyable, wild, experimental and I fall short of words to describe how it really was. The experience was not so naive, as independence had settled long ago but this too was in a way nothing less than a turmoil. Living with relatives and then living alone, late nights with friends and then accomplishments at work, falling in love and finally making a home - it indeed was an eventful series of months and years.
While I sign-off my joining formalities at this new company, I sense a rustic culture something I have never experienced before. I succumb to my thoughts and imagine the impossibilities I could be forced to undergo but then I smile and remind myself of the last three years, the impossibilities I withstood. I feel accomplished, thoughtful and ready to take-on, yet another series of whatever we'd call it but absolutely never a difficulty!
