Three years ago...
It has been three years today that I started working, but it seems a very long time ago. 27th of June, 2004 was the day I boarded my first flight and the next day I joined Tavant Technologies. Clothed in neat formals, I was apprehensive about how would I survive in this alien software industry and the corporate world as I took the long auto ride. The first thing I did at office was meet the HR person who had given me the offer letter a little over a month earlier. Things look so distant I have actually forgotten what happened next. From my more recent experiences at joining at other places I can guess I would have filled up a few forms, met new people, and tried to be friends with them. I would have gone out for lunch at one of those various restaurants in Koramangala, and would have had coffee later at the office.
I had a three-week long training as soon as I joined, along with eight (or were they nine?) other guys and one girl. But I don’t remember whether it started the same day or the next.
Exactly two years later, 28th of June, 2006, I bought my first bike. The date was not planned, it just happened to coincide with my date of getting employed. I would not have remembered it at all had it not been the same day.
I don’t remember many of my friends’ birthdays and anniversaries. I don’t remember the date of my first date, I don’t remember when did I start to shave (I am not even able to recall the month), don’t remember the date I had those painful surgeries. But, strangely enough, I distinctly remember today, and I remember the 17th of July, 2000, my first day at college. Perhaps I had waited too long for these two days. Perhaps because these two days would change my life forever, maybe these were the two biggest ‘incidents’ of my life.
Today when I was riding to my office, I somehow knew I completed my three years of working; I did not have to think about it approaching weeks ahead as we do for birthdays, and this was the most surprising. At times I forget what date is it today, and today not only did I recall the date, it dawned upon me from somewhere the importance of this date. I cannot try and understand completely the reasons of accidental remembering of this anniversary; like at many other occasions, I can only marvel at the strength and power of the human brain!