Life At DMS - A Never Ending Learning Journey
It was time, Amit updated the group chat about guests being on their way from the Board Room to Seminar Hall. I had exactly two minutes to start the session. Manuj was signaling from the backstage to begin. Suddenly, air around me felt so cold that my hands started trembling. I felt weak. I was already on the podium; turning back at this point could create a huge complication in overall management. I threw a glance at audience. There were many familiar faces, in fact most of them. Closed my eyes, the audience was gone for the time being. Instead I could see it all moving in front of my eyes. 3 months ago, when we had our first planning meeting, felt like yesterday. Some movement in the hall brought me back to my senses. Now the empty front row seats were full of guests. I felt weaker. My mouth went dry. I turned back towards the small backstage opening for some water. All I could see was one heavy body holding a bouquet and making some gestures.
