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My Emigration and Immigration-Part 1


A small intro….
Travelling abroad, one of my long term aspirations got fulfilled when my manager in wipro said “Sathish, You are selected for an onsite assignment to canada”. I was perished in ecstasy when my visa got stamped in a week time….with friends bugging for “onsite treat” that week I’d to say was my “onsite celebration”….but the travel day was not confirmed…

Here comes the main play…
The day started as usual and was about to step out of my room to my office at 8:00A.M…suddenly my mobile started buzzing….When I stared at the display,it was my boss calling..With agitation I took the call and he said “your tickets are confirmed and you should travel today”….I was astounded to hear that ….I felt like everything stopped around me and even my roomies were puzzled. The craziest thing was I didn;t do any packaging not even the day before, assuming my travel dates would fall during weekends….’heights of indolence’-that’s what I’ve to tell ….
Impelling myself,I started to first collect my passport,tickets and the critical thing for survival-money…..without these I could never think of going onsite…..then I took an auto from my room to Madiwala office.
I don’t know whether I’ll pray GOD daily or not but used to do in escaping from the ‘moron’ Udupi garden signal for changing RED light to GREEN one…..to my surprise I found the signal blinking in YELLOW and could cross it without waiting….I was heading towards my office in Madiwala to check my mailbox for the ticket date and mails from my manager….The flight from Bangalore to Delhi was at 4:20 P.M. I’d the determination to get all the things done before 1:00 P.M as I’d to do purchsaing of masala items and a suit case.I’d another problem of vacating things in my cubicle and found it would suck lot of time.So i decided to do that little later and prioritized in collecting tickets and PP for which I need to go to another office which is 15 kms from Madiwala.Things were not moving as fast as me because I could not get an Auto after waiting at the gate for 10 mins…At last I found one autowalla approaching me but that guy stopped few yards away from me…without knowing that he had problems in his vehicle I asked him “Sarjarpur poganuum”..that guy accepted the offer worth 60 bucks but put me a condition that I’d to wait for few more minutes till he changes the break wire….I said “OK”…
Auto started and in around 15 mins I could see the Wipro sunflower logo…felt happy to see the wipro office as I’m going for first time in my 2.8 yrs stint with wipro.
Travel briefing,a mandatory session to be attended for all abroad travellers before leaving, went for 3 hours. I’d to wait in the same hall to collect the FOREX as was told by the travel agents who gave the briefing.Then after 1 hour I came to know that the guy was sitting in his place and would not be coming to the room….his place was not that far and was just opposite to my wing ….I ran inside that wing and caught hold of the FOREX guy and laid my signature on few forms …at last I was exuberant in seeing the dollars for first time when he gave me the currency…
The game was not over yet when I saw the time to be 12:30 P.M ..just 2 hours to go to airport….I’d set a target of leaving my room at 2:30 P.M itself,so I could do the checkin in the Airport 2 hours for the domestic flight…my next immediate step as I came out of the campus was to hunt for an Auto to go back to Madiwala office….frenzied with the deserted road and no autos passing that way,one kind hearted guy gave me a lift in his bike…but I should say my fate that day was very worse that his petrol tank was empty in half way and stopped in the middle….I’d to recall the statement “GOD must be crazy” that too with me. My minute’s dial in my watch did the dupication of the work of second’s dial and was already 1:00 P.M.My old roomie had agreed to help me in this wreched time of mine and agreed to wait in Big Bazaar shopping mall near to Forum…again had to hunt for some lift …could any cars or bikes or autos could stop me and drop me till the Madiwala flyover would be g8..that’s what I felt…again GOD came in the form of a guy on TVS 50 and dropped me till the Madiwala flyover. Finally I grabbed all my belongings from Madiwala office and left that place heading towards another wipro office to collect the ticket. Here is another challenging treasure hunt as again I don’t know the wipro campus in Koramangala.This time with a new autowalla at peak traffic in the Madiwala roads took to one of the 3 wipro campuses in Koramangala…..but I was not sure that I got down at the right office where my tickets were handed over to the security person at the entrance. He was baffled to hear when I said “I came to collect my air tickets”. The guy said “I think you came to a wrong campus and this is K1”. In wipro terminology,the 3 offices in Koramangala are called K1,K2 & K3. My actual destination to collect the tickets was from K2. The security person drew me the route and to add fuel to the fire the auto in which I came had left,as that guy could not park his vehicle in the “one way” road. Then with weariness I ran till the main road like “run sathish run” and seized an auto. At last I arrived to the right K2 office and ran to the security. My tickets looked attractive and a sudden thought came then..did I note down my place of stay in Canada???
I called one of my fellow colleagues to read the address from some print outs which I forgot to collect from my cubicle desk. Now with eveyrhing set, I maneuvered towards Bigbazzar where I’d to meet my friend.

In the same ‘waiting’ auto, I got down at BigBazaar mall and met my friend in the ground floor who was waiting for me.He economized my time by dumping some of the items in a stroller so I started picking other items of my choice. My watch was showing 2:15 P.M and with about 25 kilos of weight we got into an auto and approached to my room. The next target was to pack all these stuffs and my clothes. Believe it or not, i’d about 30 set of pants/shirts which I could wear continuosly for a month without repeating . Picking the best among 30 shirts/pants was a tuff job but still I did “Inky pinky ponky”and took 15 of them. In the meantime the cab arrived and reckoned to the airport. In this peak..thrilling…pathetic hours of mine I could not thing of having any food from morning…hardly speaking I didn;t get time to peek into the canteens either in Madiwala or in sarjarpur. I should appreciate the vigor I’d in me till I got into the cab and went forward to few kms. Suddenly I got appetite in the stomach and it starting striking my mind that “hey man..u need some food”….a small tropicana juice could quench my hungriness but that too did help.I barfed all the stuffs and in few seconds i arrived near the airport.

While in the cab I’d to talk to my family members in Coimbatore. My bro,sis-in-law,sis & bro-in-law-everybody’s work got stranded because of me as no one went to office on that day. That did not stop with them …even my niece,nephew(from sis &bro) also bunked from going to school.With my hutch prepaid card balance for Rs.10,I could not end up saying “bye..bye” to all of them. So they had to call to my mobile. My mom as usual started crying as her son is travelling too far now …..a place not like Bangalore which is just 345 kms from coimbatore. With controlled emotions I went inside the airport and got the boarding flight at King Fisher Airlines….with that discomfort I could not miss the beautiful airhostesses in red midi’s….the time I checkedin was 4:00 P.M
At the boarding gate now the waitstate started as the flight for 4:20 P.M got delayed by 1 hour due to technical problems. i was so furious when a guy informed this on mike…about to blast him but didn’t had the strength to do so….all my stamina evaporated from my body….I stuffed one of the available puffs from a cafe’ near the boarding gate. At 5:30 P.M the annoucement came that passengers can get into the flight…..

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