Mysore DC. The place to be......

If beauty is to be redefined then the Infy Mysore’s architect is, surely, the most preferred choice for being the mentor. An aesthetic equation, in which natural serenity is complemented with human maneuvers under the shadow of transitory, yet pleasant, weather, is what this development centre is all about. 340-acres of cultivated land, which strives for a piece of dirt, clones the best of picturesque scenery. This technologically and climatically blessed location is home to all sorts of leisurely luxuries i.e., multiplex, international cricket ground, swimming pool, bowling ,health club, pool games, salsa and guitar classes, lawn tennis and many more. You name it; they will hand it to you. The golf-ball shaped multiplex, which premiers the latest release, is the heart of Infy Mysore in the geographical as well as psychological context. An evening siesta on a relaxing chair, the surrounding swimming pool gives you the illusion of a penthouse. Well furnished AC rooms with rest-room delicacies of Parryware, kills the desire to go out. LCD television, intercom that unites the campus and 2521 cycles makes life a little more comfortable. JaiRam housekeepers give no room to the bachelor in you who wants to maintain the untidiness of room. Ariel view of buildings highlights the key word “Infosys“. Everything here bears the pride of a peculiarity in it.
But who says “Happiness comes with no condition”. If on day1 they offer you all these heavenly facilities then on day2 they face you off with a hectic, but manageable, schedule along with a huge list of do’s and don’ts. The crew of this professional cruise seeks the pursuit of excellence in all their brat-turned-disciplined professionals. With dire concerns to anti sexual harassment initiative, any sort of eve-teasing or even an unwanted hand-shake is out of question. If the charming and utterly beautiful girls here won’t let you live, then daily assignments and tests won’t let you die. Latecomers suffer a mental setback when those 5 crucial minutes cost them half a day’ salary (experience speaks). If queues are the unwritten law of food courts then stepping on grass is culpable offence and there is no bail for littering. All this have assassinated the sadist in me who believed in “Rules are meant to be broken”.
But is life always about enjoyment and recklessness? Responsibility-cum-entertainment gives rise to mental satisfaction. After a hard day’ schedule when you blow a puff of smoke your entire pain seems to vanish with a soothing breeze, worth experiencing. Who the hell wants values of all but efforts of none? Infy made me believe that if life is tough then I need to be tougher. If life is challenging let us see who is mightier, these challenges or I. If things do not happen to me, I will make them happen. Let’s take the bull by its horns. Am I sounding too ideological? Leave it, the new release at multiplex is awaiting me. Bbye.

Simply ABHI