21 Days with special Adjectives

Classroom had become a thing of past! Until the 3 week training schedule at SBA Gurgaon and SBLC were announced. CLASSROOM ah the dreadful area then , now the only reserviour of the sweetest memories speaks of our old sweet days of childhood and flashes the "lost faces of Past". Leaving the nostelgia of past and inertia of working in branches/offices, We - i and Ajoy dropped in at SBA Gurgaon well in time on sunday only to find a grand resort type campus with all modern facilities. We were alloted room no 78 in krishna block. All residential blocks were named after great rivers of our India. It was the begining of an experience, unfelt then. Next morning after breakfast we gathered at auditorium . A video speech of our chairman madam was being played. We all heard her and her concerns on different aspects of making SBI the best bank and her worries on bad customer service. We mere meant to listen but we heard for sure!! We were then asked to disperse after a very touching prayer " itni shakti humein dena data, man ka biswas kamjor hona" It was rejuvenating.

With fresh spirit and new found energy we leaped out to find our class. Ours was taxila. Our co-ordinator was Shri Rajiv Saxena, AGM . He was a man of words. He had excellent command and his own personality was very appeasing. He led us to introduce among ourselves. We all spoke out our names and other credentials. We all were concerned about our turn. We were sparsely concerned in others. Then he led us to another round of intro. It was a different game. He asked us to introduce with our first name but sufficing it with an adjectives starting with the first letter of our name. Example. Radiant Rajive. And set the ball rolling. This was very connecting. We were soon able to recall each others name. It was like honouring the man inside and then connecting with all such selves. IT was not a revealation then. It took the whole 3 weeks of class, activities, role plays, responses,co ordination , cultural activities , games, dining together and ROAMING OUT to know that with each pair of hand i shaken , they were such a different and capable tools of great majicians. With all pairs of legs i strolled with , they had varied pace and stride . They had capacity to put the gaint leap of mankind.  Each face i glanced upon was more than an identity. It was yet another face of God, it was yet another face of a friend.



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