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Pehli Door-ghatna : first mishap///



A lazy morning, a lazy bed and a very very very lazy sleeping giant over the bed...ie, me!!!!
Alarm rang n somehow i managed to look at my mobile about the description of the alarm. It made me jump out of my blanket and i rushed to toi/bathroom to do the natural job.

interestingly the last word in the above line was the Description of the Alarm that made me to jump out of bed..........aahhh it is a placement day!!!

placement day : a d-day for any MBA student irrespective of whether he has taken loan or not.
irrespective of how many backlogs one has secured during his journey during MBA.

so as far as i am concerned, neither i have taken any loan for studies nor i could manage any backlog during the stint of 2 years. therefore, i can say that i am not from the happening lot of the batch who enjoy the good golden days of adventure of backlogs or the pressure of calculating & repayment of loans.

ohhh i forgot, i was talking about Placements....

you know, "Placements is a privilege, not a right"!

therefore, if you are fortunate then you get placed, if you are not then, even God is not at your side.

& thats the time when nothing goes right,

your gal friend looks like Chudail who can ask about your future plans anytime.

your family members become Criminal Lawyers who talk, ask & enquire alot.

& your friends are the only relief element there in this "Bad world" specially when the friend is not yet placed or out of placements due to some reason.

Friend word reminded me a seen from 3 Idiots where it is said that "dukh hota hai jab apna dost fail ho jae, lekin jyada dukh tab hota hai jab koi friend top karta hai"!!

similar things are happening around me, everyday i see one face with smile and other faces, dark and humiliated.

again i forgot, i was talking about placement day...

hmmmm, rushed towards nature'z room n came back fresh. then jumped into the official uniform of college. you know best part with the day is that you look good & u try to be as civilized as you can. i just meant to say that i was looking good.

so finally i reached college, n sat in the prescribed room!!!!

after a wait of 20 mints the company people came & stared at us as if we are fresh products n they gonna pick at their will.

Next is the ppt or pakau, chatuu talk of the HR where everybody is interested in only one part which deals with the compensation part.

Ok, after having the round of talks, its time for first round of test ie., Group discussion...

in a room, there are 10 chairs in a shape that can be described as aperture or a small part of circumference, say it a 90 degree from the centre...

now all fighters are seated n waiting for a nod for the battle.
3........2........1.........0............here it goes, all guns banged.

and banged better than tanks, bombs etc n soon the room was full of smoke. nothing was visible, audible,,,only thing evident was the shear force hat everybody were making to make each seconds, count.

oooommmphhhhh, HR was haplessly looking at us, & finally he stopped finalised the final list of interview.

actually nobody got through................all were rejected....

interestingly, all of the people which included me, barked well during the 10 mints time. but unfortunately, the dog on the other side of the table dint paid heed to our bark.........bhow bhow bhow........woof wooof wooof...

So here ended my journey n this helped to loose a hope of 9 lacs... in which i would have added up atleast 2-3 lacs by taking bribes :P but all hopes shatterred.

so finally the result which means Labbo Luab in urdu is that, hume naukri nahi mili...


hadd hai yaar but wht to do about it....

Only msg to all those who will appear for next companies is that in group discussion remember that you are not the group but other 8-9 guys are also there n they have equal right to speak..........

Next story after the next mishap..........

Comments

  1. very entertaining Vinod.. Kudos once again, ur able to speak out the true feelings of every heart..

    hwevr it also reminds me of Govinds status update a few days back where he said thet Failure in career doesnt mean you didnt succeed in life.. :)

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  2. Thanx Sush for your comment....... certainly Govinds' status msg speaks more than just words.
    lets see when people will get the jinx of it & settle down their emotions.

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