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First Outstation :D

So much excitement there was from just a phone call from my best friend cum colleague Swara about our 99% possibility to go to Delhi for an official trip.

“Are you serious about this?” I couldn’t believe what I just heard. (“Giggles”)

“Easy girl. No there isn’t like 100% certainty unless there is a confirmation mail we are going. And this weekend itself!” Not-so-much excited Swara informed.   

Oh my God, my first ever outstation without my Parents. And that too with best possible colleague and a senior. My mind was like a raging torrent, flooded with stream of thoughts and imaginations like what to pack, what to shop, what to do came. I couldn’t wait to share my happiness and immediately texted Dad about the latest news of my life. But that feeling of enthusiasm can only be known from your voice, so I decided to call Dad. But as a parent and hearing about the place “Delhi”, all he could do is gave me an instruction. I knew many more was about to follow that single instruction once I go home. The day went informing about the trip to my closed ones and next day I got a confirmation mail about the trip.

Now you know all the fuss is at its peak for me. I just hastily wanted to go and to India’s capital and that to for the first time from my office. All smiles. I just wanted to shop and shop. My mind was all occupied with the imaginary scene of me being in Delhi, posing for photographs and selfies, visiting to the famous places, shopping and gifts, etc. But I needed a reality check. We were going for an assignment. Sunday was the day we were leaving Ahmedabad, and for that we needed to plan out all the things related to our audit on Saturday.

“We are not going on a vacation, but on a strict scheduled Audit; we need to complete it in maximum five days”. Thousands of times Swara warned me so she could stop me from dreaming about things I wanted to do at Delhi. But it did not matter. I was in my own world. All excited. We both just glanced through the pages of the files as we were required to have basic information about the assignment that was to be handled, as we were not really interested in the actual thing we were supposed to do.  Nothing so fruitful we had done on Saturday. And amidst all my smiles and chills not even a single thing was ready. But yes the whole set of instructions kept on coming continuously from my worried Parents. And I only nodded my head to each and every instruction.

The great day arrived. I finally was so ready for it! All the experience of travelling and of Delhi will be in the next post. J

P.S. Thank you to my Pooh! She keeps on reminding me to write something and that remainder leads to my activation of posts.

   

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