Okay. So today, I attended a personal interview. That really sounds creepy yeah? Yeah it was! First of all it was not a job interview, so I was totally unprepared, and second of all I did not know what I was thinking. I mean seriously, one day I wanna become a surgeon (ages ago) , another day a fashion designer (last year around this time), a teacher (now and then), and now I want to become an HR! Just like how God has turned down all my previous baseless ambitions (surgeon might sound cool but it aint for me, I realized), He might say no to this one too. The thing is, He knows it that its not for me much before I realize it and in the meanwhile I would have blamed Him many times. But the agony here is I don't know till when people are going to develop applications for iPhone because I can't think of doing anything else. And, yeah, life has given me enough hints to make some solid plans for my future - financially. If I don't think now, then when?
Coming back to the interview, it was no less than an adventure. I had go to a place 15 kilometers away, all alone with a sheet of paper where I had jotted down the route from Google directions. With all those anticipations, ( I even screamed loudly when I was riding bike at 75kmph on the Electronic City express tollway, thinking I am lost and there is no provision to take a U-turn) I reached the venue in 25 minutes! Then comes the boring part. The reception guy at the institute tells me to go to the second floor and when I get there, I see so many people waiting in a so called circular waiting area with chairs. I find an empty chair (possibly next to a girl or between two girls haha) and finally sit. I see that the girl next to me is actually reading-reading something, FOR the interview. My heart skips a beat. I manage to read one of the lines there in bold and I read 'How do you think this program would help you?'. I have reported there at the exact time, I see my watch. Then I start feeling guilty. What am I doing? Attending a personal interview for an HR course when my personal life is so messed up! (That is, half the people who care for me are not even thinking of getting me married, and the other half don't think about anything else other than getting me married.)
Few guys, volunteers I guessed, dressed in blazers, come up to me and say 'which panel?'. Okay. What panel? That word was not in the mail they had sent me. PANEL? I panic. Apparently there were 5 panels for personal interview and I belonged to panel 2, God knows why. (Maybe because He had decided that I had to be interviewed by the snobby man inside the 'panel 2' room ). And then comes the wait. I killed time by observing people randomly - all of them looked dull. One lady was wearing a white formal shirt, looked like the buttons could get unbuttoned any second, it was that tight. Another lady had perfect make-up and high heels. I was wearing a navy blue kurti and light blue jeans. Decent, I thought. Who keeps personal interview at 2 in the noon for God's sake? I answered 'How do you think this program would help you?' mentally a hundred times .Considering it was afternoon and I had had my lunch just then, it seemed like it took an eternity before one of the volunteering guys called my name. That snobby man and a lady were waiting inside the 'panel 2' room. I was a little nervous, but I read something that made me smile instantly. There was a nameplate on the table on the snobby man's side that said 'Paneer something'. (I was like his NAME is Paneer??(cottage cheese-and part of my blog's name haha)really?).
That snobby man, he went on with 'Tell me something about you that is not there in the application form?' My half mind was like tell 'I learn Kathak (dance form)' but then I could not get myself to tell that. I ended up telling the company where I work. Then, he said that it's already there in the form, I thought 'Damn' and told ' I develop applications for iPhone'. That snobby man wanted to be sarcastic - He was like 'Will you be bored of HR in ten months, like you are bored of software now?' I thought 'You idiot, who told you I was bored? I gave up my life doing crappy engineering and somehow continued living and you say bored?' But I said 'Um, I am not bored of it, but you sort of get eaten up in programming, you lose yourself, you need to dig a lot, so I'm not keen on making it my career in the long term. I think I have good communication skills and analyzing capability to make this change in the field.' (bravo, I thought) Snobby man just nodded.
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