memorable Prayag-2010(continued)

Let I again start the fun and masti of Prayag. Whatevler the session was going on but the boys were busy in their own matter of talking to each other. I don’t know what kind of talks used to go among the crowd but in my vicinity girls were always the hot topic for time pass. That was why I could observe more about girls. As I was continue with the description of girls, I think its enough but how I can forget two more girls.

One was lady Ankita who was important to all 116 since she was the only personality who often used to come on the dais to entertain us and above that she was from the HR team. And the other was important to me. The one whom I like and the very first glimpse of that sweet and innocent girl made me feel that the heart was not only a low-frequency-vibratory-part of the human body.

The great lady Ankita is one of the important characters of historic Prayag 2010. This lady is a complete story in herself also which starts from her interview how she was recruited by L&T. (it’s a long story… some other time) because of noise in the auditorium she almost daily used to appear screeching at the boys and girls and bombarding the same paragraph with words like ‘corporate’ and ‘decorum’. (she should not have screeched at the girls since girls are the most decent and peace loving creature in the world…..really! ha…)

“guys, this is the corporate block. Senior officials and foreign delegates come here daily. So please maintain the decorum.” Probably I heard the word decorum first time here. But as we were bombarded by this paragraph countless times, ‘decorum’ became as much familiar as my friends. Now I had one more friend-‘decorum’.

I started to think to understand ‘corporate’ and ‘decorum’ in more depth. I got that there is a close relation between these two. Upto my understanding I came to the conclusion that corporate is nothing until and unless the decorum is not there and the decorum is the only important thing corporate is working for to achieve.

Now let move to Hazira trip. To get an industrial exposure, Hazira plant visit was in the schedule of Prayag. Instructions were given regarding safety majors and what we had to be dressed like. We had to leave for Hazira at 5 o’clock in the morning. So I slept that night early. I was in deep sleep.

I was on Hazira trip. I was sitting in the bus with my friends enjoying the journey. Suddenly the great lady appeared and started screeching with her paragraph…. ‘guys this is not your college bus. This is the corporate bus. Senior officials sit in this bus daily. Mr. A.M.Naik or Mr. Ravi Uppal may board the bus any time on the way. So please maintain the decorum.’

Meanwhile, my mobile alarm rang. I woke up. It was 4 o’clock in the morning. Thank God it was the dream. I left the room at 5 o’clock hoping that at least today I would not hear that kind of paragraph in the bus.

The trip was really enjoyable. We returned late in the night. Like my dream nothing happened during the trip. I was thankful to the great lady that this time we were not forced to maintain the decorum.

So many people came for the sessions during the entire Prayag but now I can recall only one person Mr. Juda. He was for two days session for sprinkling of masti or mare than that. I don’t know whether I learnt something from that session but I am sure that we all boys enjoyed those two days. No comment for girls.

Prayag reached its closing and all GETs were invited by L&T for party at surya hotel. This was my first chance to be present in this kind of party-corporate party. Here again girls caught my attention. All girls were looking gorgeous. Even she was also looking great. Most of the girls were flaunting their shoulders and waxed and smooth legs below their knees. In spite of trying to control, my eyes were slipping over their smooth and glowing skin. It was not my mistake. It is the smell of flowers which attracts bugs…… Being Tajmahal in front of eyes, who would like to close his eyes?

This was the last day of Prayag. After valedictory ceremony we were returning from the company by bus. This was the last time that we were in the bus with each other since from the next day everyone had to go to different places like Chennai, Nagpur or Vadodara itself. Everyone wanted to enjoy that halfan hour journey. On request the song ‘choli ke peechhey kya hai…’was played. As the music of this song hit the ears, bus was full of halla-gulla. I suddenly stood up and looked all around the bus. Thank God Mr. R&D and Mr. thoughtful kind of people were not in the bus. I was worried because this kind of people could put nonsense question any time. If they had been in the bus, probably they might ask, “excuse me, can you tell me what is inside the choli? Or what is the scope of choli in R&D?” Everybody enjoyed that half an hour journey.