harldy helps when you are attempting to write on worldy topics. Life,so
far, has been a blur. Too many landmarks down memory lane for any one of
them to seem special. Let me start with the incident, the outcome of
which decided the current course of my life. My job interview.
It was around 3 years ago. The 25th of February 2006. They were
the first company in our college for that academic year. News of them
coming had spread throughout the college months back. As a result,
college lectures, which for us back benchers,so far would mean doing more important tasks
like sleeping or discovering ways of how origami could be put to use to generate interest from the opposite sex, were spent wrestling with
Shankuntala Devis and R.S Aggarwals. (George Summers had won hands down
in the first week itself :P). I wont pretend it was not fun, but nothing
beats waking up half-asleep and red-eyed with an empty notebook to face
the professor on the rare occasions he does stray into our territory.
So one fine Saturday morning, even after months of intellectual kung-fu, we still walked undecidedly through the gates of the college where our
interview was scheduled to be held. The atmospehere was more 'picnicish'
than corporate. I think the lawn of the college was to blame for it. It was too lush and too green to have a corporate look or create a serious atmospehere. As expected, we slept through the pre-placement talk, so very reminiscent of our college lectures. Those awake were busy staring at the guy sleeping open-mouthed for his snoring was impossible to ignore,so I was told later. After the talk, like some unsaid understanding, the entire hall emptied into the magnificient college toilet . Once we were relieved of our physical tension, it was time for the mental torture to begin......to be contd.
