The Butterfly Diaries - A Bad Beginning
This was back in the days when even the good old dumb phones were still novelties. The second gold rush was just starting. This time it was the Indians who were rushing to California. And the mines were not physical but corporate. Any enterprising fellow who could string together two dozen lines of error-free code had his fortune made. Was I to be left behind? More so since I was one of the few who actually loved stuff such as if…then conditions, for…next loops, variables and stuff of that sort that produced the magic to make the idiot machines dance to my tunes. But then it looked like the great Indian IT dream was going to end even before it began. They were talking of something called the ‘dot-com burst’. I did not know what it was except that it had caused my June Bangalore joining date to change into a July Bhubaneswar joining date and then to an August Chennai joining date. My dad had seen numerous transfers in his twenty-five-year career. And here I was seeing two of them ...