Customer Support Jobs in Delhi,Faridabad,Gurgaon - Nestaway

Remember the excitement you felt running back home as soon as the school bell rang. Remember the world you created in your room, filled with all those games and records you could just about afford with your pocket money as a pimpled and powdered teen. Remember how you dreamt of building YOUR OWN NEST when you grew up and got a job - a cozy corner to read, a warm bath to soothe away the day’s stress, a kitchen in which to experiment even as your buddies play unwilling guinea pigs….

But just when the dreams start getting dreamier, and you reach a stage in life when you have your own money, and a chance to have your own pad, this stupid thing called reality has to intrude and play spoilsport.

We were a bunch of friends who moved to Bangalore for work, and dreamt of a 'nest away from home’ that we could call our own.

The city's greeting was rather lukewarm. Surprises all around - zillion calls but no closure, that suspicion in the eyes of owners bordering hate, broker coercions, discriminating society rules. If you hail from a small town in India, you feel as if you have landed on a different country altogether.

But, believe it or not, going through this grind was preferable to those cellular jails disguised as PGs. PGs are God’s own punishment for a crime you’re expected to commit in the near future & hence the advance imprisonment. ‘paying guest’ accommodation certainly ensured we were paying in ways we didn’t expect.