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the final workshop's over. i think despite everything it went pretty well. we have done a rather neat job of it, considering the time constraint and everything. the work has been pretty fulfilling for more than one reason...
i got along with my boss and my colleague very well. i think in the past eight months i never seriously fought/was mad at any of them, which is saying something because i generally don't get along with people. we worked very hard and that was actually fulfilling. not just because this was a project we had invested a lot of emotional energy in, also because we had a BLAST!! 3 trips, innumerable parties, a lot of singing and dancing and ghazals and alcohol and food and madness.
at the beginning there was just the madmadam, nandi and bhringi. by last week we were a dozen people strong group.
but neither the vomiting woman in the bus to pailan on a scorching may afternoon, nor the principal of a college who asked pc why she wasn't married,nor the mad driver on the way back from deulti, nor even the countless trips to ITI where the 60 year old sundar singh kept winking at nandita managed to discomfit us as much the prospect of public speaking did yesterday. that was our waterloo. not.(borat ishtyle)
venimus, vidimus, vicimus. we came, we saw and we conquered.
despite the fact that i stuttered horribly in one slide and had boredom writ large on my countenance for the rest of the slideshow, and despite the fact that nandita skipped the per capita income bit, and despite the fact that we broke out into a fit of brief but uncontrollabe hysterics when pitroda's photo was projected, i think overall we pretty much rocked.
this is not a symptom of megalomania .. we are truly genies, and we live in bottles....
there is an entire song on this.... someday we will sing it for you.
i got along with my boss and my colleague very well. i think in the past eight months i never seriously fought/was mad at any of them, which is saying something because i generally don't get along with people. we worked very hard and that was actually fulfilling. not just because this was a project we had invested a lot of emotional energy in, also because we had a BLAST!! 3 trips, innumerable parties, a lot of singing and dancing and ghazals and alcohol and food and madness.
at the beginning there was just the madmadam, nandi and bhringi. by last week we were a dozen people strong group.
but neither the vomiting woman in the bus to pailan on a scorching may afternoon, nor the principal of a college who asked pc why she wasn't married,nor the mad driver on the way back from deulti, nor even the countless trips to ITI where the 60 year old sundar singh kept winking at nandita managed to discomfit us as much the prospect of public speaking did yesterday. that was our waterloo. not.(borat ishtyle)
venimus, vidimus, vicimus. we came, we saw and we conquered.
despite the fact that i stuttered horribly in one slide and had boredom writ large on my countenance for the rest of the slideshow, and despite the fact that nandita skipped the per capita income bit, and despite the fact that we broke out into a fit of brief but uncontrollabe hysterics when pitroda's photo was projected, i think overall we pretty much rocked.
this is not a symptom of megalomania .. we are truly genies, and we live in bottles....
there is an entire song on this.... someday we will sing it for you.
posted by mojo at 8:26 AM
3 Comments:
you forget the drinking later. :P
Tora khub genius. Sotti.
@thonai: aahhh yes...the incentive that drove us on, and also the two surreptitiously smoked cigarettes.
@bimbo: true, that! :P
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