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In love with Bombay: Part I

When I got selected at Dept of Biological Sciences, TIFR I was not very happy. I was more keen at studying at NCBS, Bangalore as I thought it had a better environment and better research options related to my area of interest. Today I am glad I didn't get through the NCBS final interview.

I had to join TIFR on 1st August 2003. It was my first visit to Bombay. My dad and me got down the train at Bombay Central Station. The first thing I noticed on the platform was the coolies with their characteristic white cap. As we came out of the station my father showed me Maratha Mandir and I immediately remembered that this is the place where DDLJ has been running since the day it was released and then the thought struck me that I am in the city of the film industry. :-)

I had copied the "how to reach" instructions given on the TIFR website, so it was very convenient. Hostel room allotment, Registration, Health Check-up, Bank Account, Orientation around TIFR took the first few days. I settled quite fast but I was not able to connect with the people here. I noticed a lot of cultural differences. I missed my two best friends, for different reasons though. Life was not the same. I had left JNU and both of them behind.

Lab rotations began and ended. I didn't have any choices. I joined the only lab which worked in my interest area- "Immunology"

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Anonymous said…
and beleive me, we both were happy to the tears and were proud of you..
Shazia said…
Thanks AB. Love you!
Anonymous said…
kyaa khaanam... good start.. keep going.. tu bhool gayi kuch..

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