Ever since I joined TCS, I never felt in awe of the company. Probably, being part of itself, I do not get to realise its... whatever(well, i still dont realise). Even there used to be an annual survey where there will be a question "Do you feel proud bearing the brand name Tata" - and never did i Lied. But still the moments of pride being a TCSer, there are few.
And of late it is - the huge, majestic cool and (very) corporate - TCS Volvos. Painted in the traditional blues of the TATA all over its otherwise pure white body -which used to have the proud "TATA Consultancy Services" written over its forehead but all over its body I should say, carry one of the most formal looks. I have seen a lot of blue and white buses (and there is another corporate which runs in white and blue) and lot of other corporate buses, but I just love ours. I can spot the bus among the whole chennai peak hour traffic enen from a mile very easily, just b'cos other buses dont please my eyes as ours. Even whenever I see them parked on the roadsides on holidays I used to show them childishly as "Ours" to others.
And that too, in the evenings they will be packed in rows like an army of the TATAs, and when ready, they race out and hit the road painting the whole city in blue and whites. Sitting in the window seat, with my radio humming a favourite song, a peep out of window will show a whole stretch of Blues - I just smile proudly. Sometimes there will be our buses on either side of my bus - changing the whole evening light into Blue - just makes you feel like you belong to the blues of TATA. I loved the buses.
And today I had my Last Ride. I finally had to discontinue my subscription due to... it doesnt matter. All I know is, I am not gonna get to ride the bus again. The blue beauty is not mine anymore.
Today Morning, for the first time and for one last time - I went to the bus stop as early as I had ever made. I have missed the bus more times than I caught, but today I didnt want to miss it. The window seat (even when I know that the bumpy Velachery road is going to bring my breakfast from the stomach back to the chest, I chose to sit in the back as I wanted the window seat) , some curious, some sleepy, some casual looks coming from my fellow TCSers - crossed them all and settled with my FM tunes - and friday freshness was as usual in the air - couldn't ask for more.
And in the evening came My Last ride. Left 10 mins early, and got in to No. 35 - I knew it takes longer route, but thats what I want. Got into the Window seat and picked my ERGO. As we started i got the glimpse of the Bluish evening for one last time.
And when we got closer to my stop - I felt like travelling more. Finally when i stepped down, I felt like some one close is departing. I got down, stepped aside and kept looking at the blue fading away.
There are few other things which might remind me that I am a TCSer, but still - next time when I see the vast stretch of blue, I doubt I will feel belonging to TATA.
I am going to miss you, Blue.
And of late it is - the huge, majestic cool and (very) corporate - TCS Volvos. Painted in the traditional blues of the TATA all over its otherwise pure white body -which used to have the proud "TATA Consultancy Services" written over its forehead but all over its body I should say, carry one of the most formal looks. I have seen a lot of blue and white buses (and there is another corporate which runs in white and blue) and lot of other corporate buses, but I just love ours. I can spot the bus among the whole chennai peak hour traffic enen from a mile very easily, just b'cos other buses dont please my eyes as ours. Even whenever I see them parked on the roadsides on holidays I used to show them childishly as "Ours" to others.
And that too, in the evenings they will be packed in rows like an army of the TATAs, and when ready, they race out and hit the road painting the whole city in blue and whites. Sitting in the window seat, with my radio humming a favourite song, a peep out of window will show a whole stretch of Blues - I just smile proudly. Sometimes there will be our buses on either side of my bus - changing the whole evening light into Blue - just makes you feel like you belong to the blues of TATA. I loved the buses.
And today I had my Last Ride. I finally had to discontinue my subscription due to... it doesnt matter. All I know is, I am not gonna get to ride the bus again. The blue beauty is not mine anymore.
Today Morning, for the first time and for one last time - I went to the bus stop as early as I had ever made. I have missed the bus more times than I caught, but today I didnt want to miss it. The window seat (even when I know that the bumpy Velachery road is going to bring my breakfast from the stomach back to the chest, I chose to sit in the back as I wanted the window seat) , some curious, some sleepy, some casual looks coming from my fellow TCSers - crossed them all and settled with my FM tunes - and friday freshness was as usual in the air - couldn't ask for more.
And in the evening came My Last ride. Left 10 mins early, and got in to No. 35 - I knew it takes longer route, but thats what I want. Got into the Window seat and picked my ERGO. As we started i got the glimpse of the Bluish evening for one last time.
And when we got closer to my stop - I felt like travelling more. Finally when i stepped down, I felt like some one close is departing. I got down, stepped aside and kept looking at the blue fading away.
There are few other things which might remind me that I am a TCSer, but still - next time when I see the vast stretch of blue, I doubt I will feel belonging to TATA.
I am going to miss you, Blue.
