I took out a brown cover and unfolded my most precious treasure at that time - my Passport. I pulled it out like a magician pulls out a rabbit out of his hat. My boss stood up. Grabbed the passport and said " You are going to be a superstar in this World cup." He actually said that. Who wouldn't be thrilled. I was on cloud nine to the power of 9. After a few moments, he asked " Would you like to be a part of our company?" The trillion odd hairs raised in a moment of disbelief and asked " What did you say?" in harmony. Simply putting it, it gave me goosebumps.
The brief started then, with all the teams assembled. It was an 'over-the-head' transmission. The last time I felt the same way was in my cost accounting classes. But I managed to get some notes onto my laptop. I was still dazed. Awestruck. Dumb.Infact running out of adjectives. It was February 6th.
Towards the end of the discussion, I was informed that I would be leaving on the 8th of February. I was yet to believe that I would be living my dream in a couple of days. My boss said, even if i had the slightest of doubts whether I would be able to do this job, I shouldn't take it. One of the most affirmative answer of my life came then, I said " I will." With a lot of wishes, guidance and inputs, I walked out of the office premises.
The earth was spinning like Muralitharan's 'doosra.' I dint understand what hit me. I stared at a traffic filled road. I just saw but dint pay attention. After that I looked up to the sky, with eyes filled with happiness in the form of tears. I thanked my parents & god endlessly, like an incessant chant. It was a moment of bliss. A moment of fluctuating heart beat and pulse. A fight between belief and relief. Even though I might not have scaled the peak, I atleast started the climb towards it.
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