Backpacking stories of a nomadic soul
Backpacking stories of a nomadic soul
This post isnot so boring (I know u dont think them so ) , a small tour to this weeks end days. Not much pressure, little coolness. Actually I felt I always have showcased earlier how much stress & risks are there in our job, well but I think in life there should be always lots of positivity.
Days are too busy to understand whats going around me. At least I somehow manage to have my lunch just in time. Work pressure is no doubt increasing as JIO’s project phase is being streamlined to meet some point in nearby months (I assume). Multiple vertical demands, multipurpose work culture, &
I had received lots of requests to demonstrate Telecom case studies, why this happens, how this happens etc among which most hot topic was Why call drop happens or Reasons for call drop or How to overcome call drop . Well, frankly the whole can not be discussed in a single post or in some few paragraphs.
It was almost 7pm, I was having a deep sleep.
Cellphone started to buzz.
“Are you ready? The cab is being called.”
(cleaning throat pretending that I was pretty aware & ready as well) “Yeah! is the authorization letter ready?”
My bus arrived at Itanagar at almost 7AM, a little bit of delay than expectation– as the road conditions were pathetic after the landslides in Arunachal Pradesh. Due to the whole night’s journey I felt intestinal pressure from the bus already, after the ILP (Inner line permit for Arunachal Pradesh) checking,
It was always a dream to me to have the chances once for travel to North East India- because I personally believe there are lots of unseen & unexplored adventures & thrills are there remaining than the rest of India. I , as having extreme passions for travel & craziness ,