Last few hours in Infosys

Hooo!!! Is it getting over? Really!!! I don’t have any such felling that I am leaving Infosys. What could be the reason?

Last day in Infosys

Reminiscence of Infosys Training

Not even a month after completion of graduation got a call from Infosys to join their family on Jun 23rd 2008.Departed to Mysore for training (which is best in the whole world).

WOW!!! What a world it was. Never felt that, I was away from home, all I had to do there was learn things. I won’t say ‘studying’ because I didn’t felt like that. People from various culture interacted, it was a nice experience.

Some studied, cried and even died for it (Training –perception) but I had some other priority which I could not reveal here. I purposefully flunked in two exams that I never did or tried before.

The spirit that ‘I am an Infoscian’ slowly got into me after ILI classes. The brand Image MR.Narayana Murthy has created. How did he become synonym of Infosys? Everything is fascinating and exhilarating experience. Though I flunked in Star Infoscian certification due to lack of marks in English were others failed in Knowledge Test.

Everything got over in 2 and half months of time. The training was over and got my BLACK TAG (says you are from production, not a trainee anymore, gets few respects and concession) for which people are struggling hard.

Few promises made, and time limits are set (don’t ask what it is) left Mysore with heavy heart and loads of good friends.

Production Bliss

Many of my collogues don’t agree with this heading, Yes it’s not a bliss. I slowly realized, what IT service industry is up to? How and for what company policies are created. How employees are? Many want a manager Job or a government job. So why they are here? Money what else? Very few with a passion for software. So it is like a software industry with 70% non-computer science people and 30% computer science people.

So if you are a computer science or Information technology student, you have to compete with ECE, EEE, Mech, civil and even arts college students. The worst part is they could be your manager too.

Last minute thoughts

Wherever I go, it’s like I am an Infoscian with an identity referring to MR.NRN or else INFOSYS (Indians 2nd largest software exporter). Is it a pride ? Maybe? But police increase the fine amount and people claim more money from us as if we are earning just like that(by sitting in front of computers).

Where is my Identity” MR.Saravana Kumar” ? When people I worked with call me SK I feel like, how I am going to create a brand Image for that acronym. It’s hard to break the rapport with Infosys the facilities it offered and knowledge I gained.

I broke that rapport now with determination, hell a lot of efforts and great sacrifice. So If you don’t leave Infosys, you don’t leave Infosys 🙂 🙂 not Infosys, Indian software industry is most apt because lot more things are better in Infosys than other companies.

Now I feel the Freedom!!! Have the freedom to do whatever I want and choose whatever I want to do. Nothing could overwhelm this feeling.

So that’s the reason.

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Unusual experience

Date: Monday, August 1, 2011 at 4:26pm

Today when I was on my way to office at 9 PM I gave a guy lift, which I won’t usually do at that place. He asked where I am going and I asked him the same. He told some place and he told me he’s Searching for job. I asked him what he studied.

He told 10th standard. I asked why you didn’t study further.

NO MONEY.I need a Job, he said that again. He continued …

Me and mom stays in Navaluur along with two sisters, one is 11 years old and another 13 year old. My mom works as a maid. We are from Thirvarur near Erode. My dad died in accident he used to drink that he boozed a lot and drove and things happened.

His mother is now infected from typhoid fever. She’s admitted in government hospital near central. She’s been there for a month. Today she has to be discharged from hospital for that he needs 100rs at least. Does a government hospital demand that? NO (when i was thinking that) he had an answer for it .he has to catch two bus and then from bus stop to his house its 2 kilometer which would demand an auto.

Before picking him I was with my friend in KFC, brought chickens for 500 bugs of those nearly 60 rs is VAT tax (14.5% of the amount).

When I was thinking about the chicken and the bill for it I asked him about his father. His father is cab driver. I asked an insane question “Do you know to drive?” He said I am 17 and today only it turned 17 for him. “It’s his birthday” Could I wish him Happy Birthday. How could I?

Few days I thought of gifting my ex-girlfriend? (It’s not even ex, currently i don’t have One though Its complicated).

He knows a person in Chennai, belongs to his native place, he used to help him with some money whenever he needs. He paid him back by working in some construction site and sticking posters. So for his loyalty he told him to come for help whenever there is a need for him.

Today to pick his mother from hospital he need some money (200 rs).He doesn’t have a shirt to wear all were not washed for past 3days.So somebody near his house gave him used shirts it seems and somebody gave fifty rupees with that he got food for his sisters then he started to meet the person who used to help him with the remaining money.

The person who used helps him asked him not to come back and doesn’t gave him any money. He said that he was in his own troubles so he couldn’t help him .Does he supports him? He thinks I shouldn’t think bad about that him? These questions where on my mind.

Soon the place where I have to reach came, which is far beyond his place. He said I will get down and catch a lorry and go. I don’t want to let him here but he asked again to stop. I said I will move little further and drop.

He asked me, “Whether I know any job for him” I don’t have an answer for it .I asked him whether he has mobile. He said I sold it and spent that for this month since his mother is hospitalized.

I stopped. I asked his name. He said and asked mine, I told. I took my purse, He asked for my mobile number; so that he could call ask for some job. I asked him what kind of job he could do. He said an office boy. He promised he will do it right. I gave him my number. No pen and paper so he memorized .I told him three to four times he found it difficult to remember. I repeated and said it in Tamil. He repeated my number couple of times.

I took my purse and gave him some money and asked him to get his mother back to home. He refused to accept that, he said I will work and earn tomorrow forced him to have the money, then I remembered he said that he and his sisters don’t have food to eat today. I gave him some more money and asked him to get foods for his sisters.

Still felt bad I called him back and gave another 100rs and he refused, I said its ok keep it and try to study further and asked him to send his sisters to school.

All these time I was wearing a helmet, he wouldn’t have seen my face. I saw his face with bright smile he is definitely 17 and not big enough to hold all this.

What worries and burden I had at my 17^th NOTHING, isn’t it?

I went to office with heavy heart and little happiness that I helped him in some way.

Lime Tea

Lime tea with saravana

Small video on college life

Yeah ..!Finally after 2 months planning and little effort on windows movie maker ,I gave life to some of the photos taken during my college life.Choose two songs and few pictures with effects and animation, a video is ready .

A bad sound editing .But the pictures are placed perfectly with good effects and transitions.

“Love and Trust .Which drives friendship .”