The first time I walked out of an examination hall with neither regrets nor complaints but with a sense of triumph and accomplishment. Don't even suspect if I had cracked the paper. No, I wasn't dreaming either. I had been invigilating. But why triumph? Just hold on.
They say interviews are cricket matches in which you never get to bat and are badly hit for sixes in all the innings instead. But I got a rare chance of winning the toss and batting first. I'm talking about a Distance Learning Program comprehensive exam last weekend. Senior Software developer, Sumsang India(name changed, oh really???) was asking me for excuses; System Engineer, Motokola went blank with the questions I supplied; Project Manager,RCOM was looking at me for mercy with sweat all over his face (the last added ingredient is for exaggeration-the guy was actually sitting in a corner where a fan form the other corner was striving hard to make its presence felt).
They've seen skin-tight jeans and slim-fit shirts but these 'only-the slim-fit' desks in class 3 of Baldwin School didn't make a suggestible fashion for these guys. The fatso in the first desk hesitantly sat and got his tummy jammed in between just leaving himself some space for breath. People surrounding him were convinced at this allowance. However,they promised to pull him off the desk safe in single piece without any amputations. Claps,cheers,roars and madness.From a stage set on fire, Farhan Akthar was shouting at top of his voice. I was one among those thousands banging their heads. The music stopped suddenly and he was waving his hand at me calling me "boss!!"I jerked my head to see if it was really true.And obviously it wasn't. A streaming picture of a tall and lean creature with human traces was getting clearer. Thanks to the late nite show of 'Rock on' before night.I just got caught in an exam in which I was supposed to catch. I didn't know we too were being watched. They passed the news to everyone in the hierarchy,probably only the VC might have been spared. The DLPD person in charge commissioned an expert team to spy on me and left no chance of embarrassing me.But guys,this wasn't something new happening to 'me and sleep'. So I pretended as if I was ashamed and managed to be alert from then.As a result,I spotted a person who was rolling her eyes to scan text from papers around. I walked up to her and inquired her problem.She denied it and smiled awkwardly. May be she was trying to say that she was actually practicing Kathakali and I mistook her for something else.Her hall ticket said she is a senior manager from **** which runs regular BUS services from our campus. Hope she doesn't remember my face. Wait a sec, even if she does it'll only better my chances. I was 'doing my job sincerely' after all-exactly what she might want one of her new recruits doing.
They say interviews are cricket matches in which you never get to bat and are badly hit for sixes in all the innings instead. But I got a rare chance of winning the toss and batting first. I'm talking about a Distance Learning Program comprehensive exam last weekend. Senior Software developer, Sumsang India(name changed, oh really???) was asking me for excuses; System Engineer, Motokola went blank with the questions I supplied; Project Manager,RCOM was looking at me for mercy with sweat all over his face (the last added ingredient is for exaggeration-the guy was actually sitting in a corner where a fan form the other corner was striving hard to make its presence felt).
They've seen skin-tight jeans and slim-fit shirts but these 'only-the slim-fit' desks in class 3 of Baldwin School didn't make a suggestible fashion for these guys. The fatso in the first desk hesitantly sat and got his tummy jammed in between just leaving himself some space for breath. People surrounding him were convinced at this allowance. However,they promised to pull him off the desk safe in single piece without any amputations. Claps,cheers,roars and madness.From a stage set on fire, Farhan Akthar was shouting at top of his voice. I was one among those thousands banging their heads. The music stopped suddenly and he was waving his hand at me calling me "boss!!"I jerked my head to see if it was really true.And obviously it wasn't. A streaming picture of a tall and lean creature with human traces was getting clearer. Thanks to the late nite show of 'Rock on' before night.I just got caught in an exam in which I was supposed to catch. I didn't know we too were being watched. They passed the news to everyone in the hierarchy,probably only the VC might have been spared. The DLPD person in charge commissioned an expert team to spy on me and left no chance of embarrassing me.But guys,this wasn't something new happening to 'me and sleep'. So I pretended as if I was ashamed and managed to be alert from then.As a result,I spotted a person who was rolling her eyes to scan text from papers around. I walked up to her and inquired her problem.She denied it and smiled awkwardly. May be she was trying to say that she was actually practicing Kathakali and I mistook her for something else.Her hall ticket said she is a senior manager from **** which runs regular BUS services from our campus. Hope she doesn't remember my face. Wait a sec, even if she does it'll only better my chances. I was 'doing my job sincerely' after all-exactly what she might want one of her new recruits doing.
