To me, the past three years seem like an eternity. I only have faint memories of my last trip to the US, sometime during first half of 2006. Back then I was a young bloke, barely two years into my job, very excited about my second visit to the US, and had already made plans for the third. And this one was not to be a 3 months affair, it was for 3 years. Call it luck, or planning - everything fell in place one after the other, and I ended up lapping the then coveted H1B visa. But what followed was completely unexpected and least of all, totally un-welcomed.
Initially it was a race against time to get fit before I leave Indian shores; then it became a struggle against whatever was inside my body that the doctors couldn't find; but later on, it was a struggle with myself to keep the spirits high when all the chips were down.
But as they say "All's well that ends well" - here I am today, in US once again, slogging my ass off on this new assignment; still happy because I could make it!!
Initially it was a race against time to get fit before I leave Indian shores; then it became a struggle against whatever was inside my body that the doctors couldn't find; but later on, it was a struggle with myself to keep the spirits high when all the chips were down.
But as they say "All's well that ends well" - here I am today, in US once again, slogging my ass off on this new assignment; still happy because I could make it!!