At the start of my last year I was very sad as this was going to be my ‘THE LAST YEAR’ of college life bt I was not knowing that whatever that is served for me in future will give me many more reasons to be unhappy. Haha I am talking about interviews. Last year….Campus...selection process…apti…GD…PI. That’s where I get stuck- Pi personal interview. How can it be a personal interview when there are 4-5 people trying to know about you . And how come it is personal when you are revealing each and every (dark) facts about you as if they are public affair. And most important how can it be a interview as the person going through it(suffer) feels it like a TORTURE.
I can rightly connect to this torture as I experienced it myself. Don’t think this was the actual real one it was just a mock interview arranged by our T&P (training and (no) placement department) with expert panel judging us. We were already aware that we had to come in formals but due to my super lazy nature I came in uniform ( don’t be shocked .Yes our college has a uniform. Please don’t laugh). Somehow I managed to make my friend Asha( name changed for some practical reason…reason me being hit by my friends) come in uniform like me. As we went for the interview everyone was in formals. “Look I had said that we should go in formals. But will you ever listen to me. No. Never. Right?” well that’s what asha said. I was speechless but don’t because of Asha’s question but because I came to know from the lady who was going to make us go for interview number wise Ms Samantha that we had to submit our CV /Resume or else no interview. For a fraction of seconds I thought of not appearing for PI as I had got reason NO CV but soon I found 2 of my friends Kunal and vicky( who come in my category of lazy careless and forgetful people) who were without Cv and they said we can get printouts from the soft copies that we had. So finally we some how manage to get our CV and submit it.
Now comes the main part. We all three were late and asha was already in her mode of self testing and rehearsing . We three were as usual the last three so there was going to be a wait till infinity. We had to sit in corridor. While passing I crossed the door to that torture room and what I saw moved me fully and first time I could hear my heart beats.It was as if three monsters were sitting on the dais and a small trembling creature was sitting in a small chair opposite to those monster’s table. It striked to me latter that the trembling frightened creature was one of our breed a student. I finally found one chair and I pushed myself in it as part of me wanted to run away. And suddenly that boy came out of the room frightened tortured the victim and the first words uttered by him were” It was horrible”. And before he could say anything everyone just jumped on him to know the details (as if those monsters were going to ask each one of us those same question). And I came to know that there is one more monster in their army the technical personnel, who is asking question from everyfield technical or non technical. Can you imagine which type of question is this-‘ which are the companies that produces semiconductors?”. What the hell is such type of questions. And what the hell is this ratio, 4:1. Unfare man. Completely unfare. I pitied that boy. And now I was serous to leave when Ms Samantha told me. Kunal and Vicky to give her which company we want to join, which post and department. That was really a joke I thought. But that was not. After lot of thinking and discussion I deided Tech Mahingra as my company. But Kunal told me his company as TCS and that is the best one. So I ………..changed my company. Now I was vouching for TCS.I ditched Tech Mahindra. My friend sunil was ready to go in the battle feeild. And 1..2..3and he was out again and again he went. Believe me whatever remaining confidence was left that vaporized.
I was still struggling to find department. Till now asha was nervous as after sunil it was her turn. I some how managed to find or say inevent one department.(I just pray those TCS people don’t sue me for inventing a department). With help from kunal.I had lost track of time. Sunil was out . It was asha’s turn. Well I was more nervous than her. After that it was Vicky , then me n then sunil. Now Vicky was restless. Miss Samantha told him to sit ( and take a chill pill) . Mean while me and kunal were discussion about our company as virtually we work in same company TCS. ...haha. we discussed CEO, turnover(plz don’t ask the meaning) and many more things when asha came. As sson as she came she started spilling every thing , explaing minutest detail of it but every thing fell on my deaf year as I could only hear a vaccum as Vicky had already entered and after him it was my turn. Now this is the time when you suddenly start believening in God and praying. Then suddenly you realize that you don’t remember anything. And then you start recalling your name also. Then you start feeling butterflies in your stomach and vomiting and giddiness and more and more……. Oh my GOD my heart was beating so loudly. It must be in the audible range. It will not beat this way even if I will ever meet my dream person. And vivcky came out. Now it was my turn. I saw asha giving me best luck and the last words heard were of Vicky “ can anybody beat my score of 3 time re-entering”. I hoped I loose this bet. And then …..every thing blanked out……………
