16th December 2011
Day was kind of gloomy. In the morning, around 11, I went to
college since today was my telephonic interview with Capital IQ which deals
with some financial information providing service. 11 other hard students were
in the competition. Shampa, Salil and other with high-impact communication
skills were in the queue. I was not even a match to their powerful mind. All
were busy in mugging the notes, about the company, containing tonnes of
information.
I went to Swati. She was also there.
‘Hi Neeraj, all prepared?’
‘na, I woke up at 9:45 in the morning. Did nothing all
night.’ I was honest.
Then we entered into the room where all other candidates
were sitting. Then the time came when we were to talk over phone. My first-ever
telephonic interview.
I wanted Swati to get selected as I was not sure about my
selection and very few financial companies come to our college. Capital IQ was
one of those few companies. One by one everyone entered into the faculty room
where telephonic interview was scheduled. But to our surprise, interview didn’t
even last for a minute. Then came my turn. I went and picked up the receiver.
‘hello ma’am.’
‘hello, can you please confirm your name?’ a female voice
asked the question. Hesham told me that the interview was a lady.
‘my name is neeraj pant.’
‘please tell me about your academic background.’
‘I did my bba from Chandigarh, Panjab University..blah blah
blah..’
‘Will it be ok if you had to come to Delhi NCR for the
interview?’
‘Yes ma’am, it will be very ok.’
‘that’s good. please pass the phone to next interfviewer.’
‘I am the last interviewer ma’am.’
‘ok, then pass the phone to faculty co-ordinator.’
‘sure ma’am, just wait for a while.’
Then I passed the receiver to the sir standing outside the
room.
Srish and Shampa were also standing outside the room. Others
had gone. I went to Srish. He asked me about the questions asked by the
interviewer. I told him as it was.
Then the sir came out. I asked him about the date and time
of the result. He assured me that they would send the mail regarding result.
Then I came out and Sami called me. He informed me about the
meeting in conference hall for the Lucknow Half-Marathon. After some time, Sami
came and we together went to conference Hall. Meeting was already being held.
We took our seat. Meeting was as boring as always. It came to end and then I
came to know that they had curtailed cultural part to some extent. We were
asked to go to the stadium to fill 350 forms for the students participating in
marathon.
So for this, I came to
the conference hall. This was not fucking good. I really didn’t appreciated it.
I was feeling very hungry. Sami and I went to AIB department
to meet a faculty. Nitin, an AIB student, was with us. He was in dancing group
for the marathon.
Dancing in marathon!
Who cares until cultural is there, so are we.
Faculty name was Prof. Aditi, around 45 plus woman with good
nature and polite speaking manner. We did our work and then headed towards to
mess. Nitin, MBA, joined us in between the way. We had our lunch. Today was
Friday and sami had to leave for Namaj with Imran.
I went to the main building of the campus and then to the
foyer afterwards and joined others who were to go to stadium. Winger was
standing there. But no one seemed in hurry. Everyone was asking me about the
interview.
‘how was the interview?’ asked Deepak.
‘I can’t say. It lasted just for few seconds. I couldn’t
figure out if it was good or bad’ I replied with all genuineness.
‘you will get selected. There were only 14 students.’
Only 14 students! how
many do you want to remove the ‘only’ tag?
‘I don’t know. Let the result decide that.’ I said with a
smile.
Half an hour passed but still winger was in its motionless
state. Some were not present. Some were having samosa-chana outside the campus.
After having such a heavy lunch of rajma and rice, I was feeling kind of
sleepy. I waited for few minutes and seeing the unchanging condition of the
group, I decided to go to the room and have a nice sleep. I did the same.
I woke up at around 6 in the evening. Nishant came and told
me that I was not selected in the telephonic round. He was right. But Swati got
selected. I was happy for her.
I called Saumya to join me in the mess for the tea. Swati
and Preity joined us later. I congratulated Swati though I had done it over
call. Afterwards we went to badminton court.
Today I matched with Akanksha, the girl who laughed at my
game when I was just a beginner, but it was a double match. I wanted it to be
single. Although we won and I felt satisfied, though half. I, surely, will play
a single with her one day.
After dinner when all of us came to room, Arjit asked me to
go to Fun tomorrow. So I thought to ask Saumya and Preity as well. I called
Saumya and asked her to come. She was ready. Then I called Preity. She picked
the call up. But this time her voice was different, it was meek and polite. I wondered
why she was speaking in that way.
‘hello, Preity?’ I aksed. No anwer.
‘hello!’ I asked again.
‘who is it?’ the voice said.
‘this is Neeraj. Don’t do drama.’ I said.
‘Neeraj! You have called after such a long time. How come?’
the voice asked.
I didn’t get anything till I saw the display of mobile. I
had called Preity UK instead of Amity Preity.
‘well, I just called like that. How are you?’ I bluffed.
‘I am fine,’ she
coughed 3 times. ‘don’t mind but right now I can’t speak to you. I will
call you later.’
‘are you ok?’ I showed my concern.
‘yeah, I am ok.’
‘ok, then bye’
‘bye’
I hung up.
I don’t know why this incident took place. But her cute
childlike voice has changed into a grown lady’s. She recalled me so easily. I
thought that she must have forgotten me. But she has not.
