Leaning on the window sill of my apartment and gazing aloft, I was lost in reverie absorbed by the sight of the strangely pigmented evening sky. German skies have amused me with their sporadically changing hues, ever since I shifted here to Aachen about six months ago. My reverie broke on the quivering of my mobile. I peered into my message window and to my pleasant surprise peeped out a lengthy but sweet message from a friend of mine; who, out of the blue; was congratulating me on my professional success. The latter reverie quickly superseded the former one. Honestly, there hadn’t been a day that I missed thanking my organisation, my second home which radically turned my life around. But today as I tried to recall my journey my heart melted, and the flow started cascading down my memory lane harking back to my very roots.
Time flies quickly they say. But in my case, quickly is a word very feeble. Although I spent a tenure of massive 26 years at Ador, it feels like all those years whisked by like a gust of wind. Having a curriculum vitae brimming with experiences, years of fulfilled career and a tale full of wonderful recollections, my journey at Ador is a pleasant rigmarole.
Finishing my Diploma in Electrical Engineering, which was fair enough for a 1970s generation middle class girl and making job my topmost priority, I set out to earn myself a career.
Today was a hectic day for me at work. I am 54 and so the hotchpotch of meetings, calls and customers gets the better of me at times. Yet at the end of the toughest day, if someone inquires how I feel after completing 35 years of service in my organisation… my answer always is as loud as my voice during a Ganesh celebration, “Ador was my past, is my present and will be my future, because without Ador, I would not have been where I am today!!”
Three and a half decades working with the same organisation and still counting, from draftsman to Leader – Engineering & Vendor Development, as I trumpet about being the most senior employee of my current organisation, Ador Digatron, I have a journey, a set of experiences and memories long enough to write a book.
One fine day, a few moments of casual retrospect made me pleasantly realise it has been 12 years now that I have been working with the Ador Group. I thought; why not jot down a detailed account of this?? Given a chance to write about my journey with Ador, I can write a bonanza. And why shouldn’t I? 12 years is a huge time and I have so many experiences, anecdotes and reminiscences gathered and cherished all over these years.
The rain droplets trickling down the window glass of the room I sat to write down, quickly reminded me of the rainy month of July 2007 when I newly joined in.