I spent most of yesterday's morning cursing and swearing (Lately, I have come very good at this) as I was made to sit in a training session which went over my head and more, which I can hardly relate to the work I do (Well, the work I do these days can easily be defined by a single word 'nothing' :D ). Exhausted with all that 'knowledge-sharing', I reach my desk to find six-seven mails remainding me of 'March 18th - A special day in our life'. Oh yeah, this was 'the day' two year ago that gave us the tag - IBMer. The day (two days actually) changed things for most of us (for better, I tempted to say, but may be not). I wish all of us many more such days (days that carry such proud moments) in the future!!
Ciao,
Ezra.
And yeah, here's what Manasa had to say about 'this day that year' (She asked me post it and not to mention that she wrote it in half-hour's time. Has a knack for this, doest she?):
Two years have passed,
Yet I can still see,
The turmoil of two days
And their glory
Feverish excitement, bated breath,
Nervous smiles and furtive glances;
The last minute prep,
We could take no chances.
The triumphs of day one
And slight foreboding too;
A few hurdles we’d crossed
But some more were due.
The never-ending wait.
Bad food, hot sun!
GD and interviews
Phone calls and fun.
The final burst of excitement
To hear our names there
Yells of delight, hugs
Proud madness everywhere!!
And for me,
It was the most wonderful day
When I boarded the Big Blue
And the journey’s been wonderful
Because of all of YOU
