When I received the letter of joining from a reputed IT company in which I'm placed, I was thrilled at the prospect of being in a world-class training centre in Mysore. Not without reason for the letter came out in the midst of rumours that went around saying that the training would be at the new facility at Mahindra City and not at Mysore. Thankfully it turned out to be Mysore and being part of a totally different culture, one that I was not acquainted with, was something I was looking forward to.
On the way to Mysore I discovered the reason why nine out of ten persons claim that Bangalore is an over-hyped city.
Mandya and Srirangapatna were sufficient testimony to why Karnataka needs lesser Kaveri water than TamilNadu.
Upon reaching the campus I was greeted by Telugu voices on all sides. There seemed to be a huge influx of students from Andhra Pradesh, most of them possessing an Einstein-like brain but talking, what they call, Butler English or Queen's English.
Language is not at all a problem given the proximity of Mysore to TamilNadu but when it comes to dealing with auto drivers the situation is entirely different. Just a few Tamil words from my mouth and I find the auto driver frowning at me.
Food turned out to be the biggest problem for one who's accustomed to idli, dosa and filter coffee. While every attention has been paid to ensure maximum comfort and ambience to employees, the food aspect has been ignored largely. For thirty rupees you get a plate of what is called the Meals but sans Sambar and Rasam.
It would be a few more months before I can return to regular blogging. Till then, Adios.Labels: Chennai food, Job, Mysore |
