When you walk into the Sunset...

Or rather into the Sunrise....

Today, I finish my stint with BPO's. It's the grand finale of a very important, significant, fulfilling, moralising, exhilerating, sleepless part of my life. 33 months of night slumber, come down to this.

Today, as I will walk back home, hair and face smeared with cake (hopefully and hopelessly), I would be done with a lot of things in life. I'd thought I would write this once I'm done, but nostalgia strikes you hardest, when you know the future is going to change very soon.

It's funny of all the things that you've done and achieved, its just the funniest moments that one would recall. Guess that makes me a happy camper as far my 'work satisfaction' goes. I know if it wasn't for the "work-life" balance, I wouldn't quit this for the world.

So cheers to-

• 987 nights of excitement,
• 259 friends (don't ask how I derived that no.),
• A good 300 hours spent at the gym (and a pot belly to show for, at the end of it)
• Humongous amounts 0f food consumed,
• The 8500 odd westerners I managed to serve, with a smile.
• The 78 people for whom I played boss over this time. Each one of them at one point of time or another, were exposed to my inspired, insipid sermons on how they ought to succeed.

I guess such a speech and anecdotes would have been more appropriate had I been retiring as the CEO, with 40 years of work life behind me, but then, what can one do, but glorify and consecrate one's past, chronicling it for the generations to come even if the career, so to speak, has spawned less than 3 years. To me, it's been a lifetime.

After all, when you're walking into the sunset, you're allowed to have one look back at it.

I'll be editing this post with a few nostalgic pictures.

I think I'd end this post with a lot of thank you notes, and all that jazz. So here goes,

Thanks to my first boss, Vineet, for letting me know how it feels to have a mentor.

Jatin, my man with the funny bone(s), the hysteria wouldn't have lasted so long without you, may you find the girl(s) of your fantasies soon.

All the people I bulldozed into submission, thanks for bearing the spectacle of moi in rapid motion.

My team(s), if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have emerged a saner man, with a take on life that I do now. Cheers to You!

All right, the rest is too personal and stupid to write here, all I do is a quote from what I wrote as my last mail to my professional world-

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

You just read the pre-release copy of the foreward of my new book, "In the night, no Control". Its a tale of narcissism, coupled with heavy doses of sex, violence, tobacco, loose women and loser men.

Yeah, that's what you think call centers are about. They aren't.