On Wednesday the HR manager informed me that I am transfered to Bangalore. Inspite of expressing my concerns with the executive vice president (EVP), they have transfered me. I have been away from India for more than 4 years. Having gone through so much of emotional turmoil in these years, I wanted to stay close to my family. Their insensitivity pissed me off, yet I wanted to go to Bangalore and see what happens there. Anyway as an Indian software consultant, I should be ready to be posted not only in abroad but also in India. With that attitude, I packed my bags.
On Thursday I took the train from Madras to Bangalore. It was 5 hours journey with my thoughts going back to the past, about the first trip to Bangalore and going further into the future, what I want to do with this trip. I arrived in BLR at 11 and took an autoricksaw to the office. The city is so green and there were lots of defence establishments throughout the way. I went straight to the office and was waiting in the reception. Guess who comes out? The EVP whom I met on Friday. “Hey what are you doing here?”, he asked. I thought to myself, “what a stupid (and heartless) question!”. Well to cut short the story, he apologized for the miscommunication and said that I need not join Bangalore and a project will be identified in Chennai. I didnt know how to react – happy because my wish is granted, sad because I have to go back once I have prepared my mind to work in Bangalore, angry because these bastards are treating me as someone without any feelings. All these feelings overwhelmed me. As if this was not bad enough, the HR incharge reacted far more worse. She sent me to find a ticket for the same day. Having just come to a new city, I took the help from strangers to find my way only to find that booking should be done atleast a day before. I could take my chance for unreserved train, but with my energy drained out, I wasn’t prepared for it. Then a girl from Admin booked a ticket for the bus at 22h30. After taking rest in the guest house, I took the bus. To make the matters worse, of all days it started to rain heavily when we reached Chennai. This was unpredicted and due to unwise city planning, roads were flooded with rain water. Paying more than twice the normal fare, I took an auto back home. I left at 06h00 hrs on Thursday and returned 06h00 hrs on Friday. Back to square one. Simply said – went in style, back in shame.