On 14th January 1980, I boarded an evening flight to Kolkata. My first air travel with a halt at the City of Joy. The next morning I flew once again to Guwahati. The land of seven sisters welcomed me to stay for a decade.
Unlike some of my batch mates, I never left any romantic souls pining for me back home. A free bird, a lark who can sing his own tune and indulge in adventures, I went ahead to encounter what fate unleashed on my trek.
With hopes buried, I had to solve the riddle 'Love what you do' or 'Do what you love'. What I opted for, how and why, is outlined in the next few lines. At the end of my tenure more than the success quotients, rare insights into individuals involved gave me a kind of delight.
Bankers can correlate with the episodes that might ring a bell in them.