chacko called this evening. we must have contacted each other barely four times in the past twelve months, and he almost jumped out of the phone when i recognised his voice instantly. we remembered the days at Impulse Advertising, where i was almost ‘forced’ to work, and how he helped me quit the place.

sometimes i wonder if i’m still sore about those six months of humiliation, when i could not even protest because my “boss” happened to be my father’s “friend.”

but it helped me learn enough. i picked up the basics in advertising, and my interest in copywriting from there. i learnt how grown-up and supposed-to-be-mature individuals can stoop so low as to make life miserable…just so they get to hog the limelight.

i also learnt that it is unwise to employ your client’s daughter in your company.

had it not been for chacko’s nagging encouragement, i would never have the courage to apply to “the” indian express at nariman point, much against my parents’ wishes.

(it all seems so funny now…i met venkatesh hariharan, with nothing but my bony resume and the mid-day cut-out of the appointment ad, when both my parents were out of town 😉 i was so sure that i’d get rejected, i thought they need’nt know about any interview at all!)

but that was over five years ago.

hmmm, how time flies…

a father who was so over-protective about his daughter that he did not send her to a college that was 40 minutes away by train, today has given her the freedom to stay alone…at bangalore, and now at nerul, even though home is so close by.

and chacko started it all 🙂