"Acha beta watching Cricket is your hobby??"..."Yes Sir.I am a passionate Cricket follower"..."ha ha..national hobby h..ok tell me the difference between a Doosra and Googly?...in one line only." he said throwing me a googly (or doosra watever).."Sir A doosra is A Off Spinner's leg spin delivery and A googly is a Leg Spinner's off spin" (up yours smartass...) I mentally updated the score to one each..."Ha Ha Ha...beta ye baat apni Girlfriend to samjhaani ho toh ??" came the teesra.."Sir kyu breakup karwa rhe ho..?"I replied with a cheeky one..Yess they took it well..The monsters had a sense of humor..2-1..I was in the lead...not for long though..But they say these Interview battles are better lost...(n we all know Haar k jeetne wale ko....) Anyways I lost the score count after a while...
"How was it...What are they asking...Acads puch rhe h...???" asked a pretty girl from Chandigarh(and yess...she was hot too) who had given me company earlier during the day...The hurt male ego did not allow the truth to come out...So decided to answer her diplomatically..."It was okkay " I said with a sigh..."They just want to know you..." But her expectant eyes wanted more from my lips(pun intended) as she took a chair beside me..."Yaar dhang se bata naa..Jyada le rhe hain...??" she asked...Excuse me..."Yaar"..."le rhe hain"...Aint u getting a little too casual already...I said to myself..But apna Dil bhi toh bachha hain jee...So gave her some real advice "YAAR..They will try to stress u a little...Stay calm...I could not...and don't mention hobbies that u don't actually have.."...She seemed content..
I wished her all the Best and wandered across to the College Canteen...which turned out to be a delight...The Banana Shake with some real desi bashing of the Interviewers and their pathetic understanding of the world's most talented(now disgruntled) souls helped relax my mind...I realised that no matter the fancy suits...on the inside the true Indian was still alive and kicking...I can't recall all the names but the feelings at that time were quite mutual..."Abey Inko aata kya hain..Saale CAT me 50 percent nhi laa sakte teeno mil ke bhi.." said one with a red tie..."Arey bhaiya Jharkhand se yha aane tak kitne station aaye...kya fark padta hain...saala humko ticket collector samjhe hain.." quipped another one with a shiny shirt..."arey bhai wo bandi mast thi yaar.. tere saath jo bethi thi...what's her name..Local h??" a guy asked me...I realised the testosterone rich environment had indeed thrown me some attention since the morning...mostly cos of the Chandigarh chick.. "Chandigarh" I replied..."Lag hi rha tha..Dilli ka toh paani hi kharaab hogya hain.." pat came the reply...
The day came to an end with some more banter and curses...Still provided me the stuff for this post...So start pressing the like button people...(Marketing nahi aati bhai mje abhi islie seedha hi kehna padta hain..)
