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Hi all!

It has been some time and lot of things to talk about since I wrote here last. Here are a few things that have been going on with me, for good and not so good.

I somehow managed to finish my internship at Wipro Technologies in Bangalore. Two month stint was a pretty good experience at office. It was like a two month job, team was awesome and work was good! Bangalore as a city has a very different feel to it. A feel, which I was not used to and don't feel like getting used too. I was putting up at Electronic City there which is like an IT City at a little distance from the main city itself. Something like what Manesar is to Gurgaon or Gurgaon is to Delhi. So, as it happens, a major chunk of IT junta, which is also a major chunk of junta residing in Bangalore get up early on weekdays and move to Electronic City. In the evenings, they go back. Essentially, this city sleeps early and wakes up early too! Quite unlike me. Anyway, moving on. I had to find a decent place for my dinner in Electronic City. Make no mistake, I like South Indian food, but whatever of South Indian we get in North India is South India's snacks or maximum, serves as breakfast. Plus, two months was way too big a time to be off North Indian stuff. To my delight, we had a small restaurant called Yellow Fields which served nice Punjabi food - Tadka Dal, Lassi, Paranthas [which are written and pronounced as Porrottas at most of the hotels in Bangalore that serve the North Indian delicacy]

No wonder my mom was surprised to see me having gained weight despite being on comparatively healthier South Indian food.

Back in Gurgaon, having just managed to submit my report at office on the last day, I did not know that it wasn't fun and frolic like every time that awaited. What was in store for me was a minor surgery, surgery it was, nevertheless. That too the very next day of my return. Getting anaesthesia shots in lower back and then feeling nothing below the tummy is an experience in itself. I daresay I liked it a bit. What I had forgotten was the fact that once those nerves wake up again, they would feel the pain! Ha! Anyway, it has been 6 days now - apart from little pain and silly exercise of going to the doctor daily for dressing, all is fine!

What is still held in my mind is the list of things that remain to be done, workload back in college once I go almost a week later than I should have and some other personal matters to be tended. Anyway, it goes on....as always.

Until next time, until I have something better to write...ciao!

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  1. All will be well soon!

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  2. I really liked the title of your blogs.. and was fun readhing your postings.. hope you get well soon.

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  3. wishing you a speedy recovery and looking forward for many more happy readings here.

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  4. @ Bhargav - Thanks for visiting.. :)
    @ nitu - i will try n serve more happy readings.. :) Thanks for following my blog even though I tend to neglect it at times :)
    @ Nikki - Am back in Pune on 21st. Have more than 1 reason to be happy :)

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