DATE: November 9th, 2009
PLACE: Conference room, PDC (Prisoner Development Center), Kaala Paani
TIME: 2000 HRS
Around thirty odd young people dressed in prisoner’s attire were swiveling nervously in their chairs. There were three guards keeping an eye on every movement that was taking place in the room. They were waiting for the command from the higher authority. The situation was gloomy and the faces inside the conference room told you the story. Just then the door creaked open. None of them turned around except the three guards because they knew who had just entered. Aplihs was what she was known as within the walls of the prison. Her real name was not known to anyone and no one dared to ask her. The guards smiled at her and all they got in return was an icy cold stare. She walked up to one of the prisoners and said, "You are ordered to report immediately to the control room."
“Mr X. We received your release order a few hours back but we thought we would let you have a little more anxiety before breaking the news (Bloody sadists). You are now free.”
This was the news that I had been waiting for the last few days. I was relieved and that was the only emotion that I truly felt on hearing the news. No joy or happiness but sheer relief.
It was day 3 (fourth day) of the summer placements and I had absolutely no interest in the role that I had just accepted. But then one of my friends had urged me to show genuine interest in something that I was not really interested in. Her advice worked but then the question still remains. “What am I supposed to do during the two months?” But the silver lining is that I can hope to clear the dues of placecom from whatever little I will be receiving from the company.
I cannot desist myself from mentioning some of the “out of the box” discussions that took place during these days. Let us have a look at the best (actually the worst if you are the candidate) of the lot.
In-Dra-Mah & In-Dra-Mah (Prior to the GD):
"We as a company want only Bingo chips. Some among you are Bingos and some of you are Lays. We have designed this GD to identify the Bingos among you......". "Ahhhhh %#*^&%#@ stop it please." (That was my exact reaction.)
Ton-Ben-e (prior to the GD):
"Did any of you attend our pre-placement talk?"
Pat came the chorus reply from the group, “No, Sir.”
"Good. Have you any idea about the role that is on offer for the summer internship?"
This time the reply was, “No, Sir” followed by giggles (yeah I know we will never grow up).
"Excellent, now I can see why all of you are so interested to join the company!!!!!"
Kitt-Rec Ser-Ben-Ki (in the interview):
"We have a new God in the market. How will you sell him/her? What will be the gender of the God?"
I wished I could have replied,”Do I look like a member of RSS to you? May be VHP or Al-Qaeda?”
Please note: This is the personal view of the author and the author is not liable for any decision that you make based on the above narration. Incidents narrated above are part of a bad dream and any relation with someone living or dead is purely coincidental. Standard disclaimers apply.
PLACE: Conference room, PDC (Prisoner Development Center), Kaala Paani
TIME: 2000 HRS
Around thirty odd young people dressed in prisoner’s attire were swiveling nervously in their chairs. There were three guards keeping an eye on every movement that was taking place in the room. They were waiting for the command from the higher authority. The situation was gloomy and the faces inside the conference room told you the story. Just then the door creaked open. None of them turned around except the three guards because they knew who had just entered. Aplihs was what she was known as within the walls of the prison. Her real name was not known to anyone and no one dared to ask her. The guards smiled at her and all they got in return was an icy cold stare. She walked up to one of the prisoners and said, "You are ordered to report immediately to the control room."
“Mr X. We received your release order a few hours back but we thought we would let you have a little more anxiety before breaking the news (Bloody sadists). You are now free.”
This was the news that I had been waiting for the last few days. I was relieved and that was the only emotion that I truly felt on hearing the news. No joy or happiness but sheer relief.
It was day 3 (fourth day) of the summer placements and I had absolutely no interest in the role that I had just accepted. But then one of my friends had urged me to show genuine interest in something that I was not really interested in. Her advice worked but then the question still remains. “What am I supposed to do during the two months?” But the silver lining is that I can hope to clear the dues of placecom from whatever little I will be receiving from the company.
I cannot desist myself from mentioning some of the “out of the box” discussions that took place during these days. Let us have a look at the best (actually the worst if you are the candidate) of the lot.
In-Dra-Mah & In-Dra-Mah (Prior to the GD):
"We as a company want only Bingo chips. Some among you are Bingos and some of you are Lays. We have designed this GD to identify the Bingos among you......". "Ahhhhh %#*^&%#@ stop it please." (That was my exact reaction.)
Ton-Ben-e (prior to the GD):
"Did any of you attend our pre-placement talk?"
Pat came the chorus reply from the group, “No, Sir.”
"Good. Have you any idea about the role that is on offer for the summer internship?"
This time the reply was, “No, Sir” followed by giggles (yeah I know we will never grow up).
"Excellent, now I can see why all of you are so interested to join the company!!!!!"
Kitt-Rec Ser-Ben-Ki (in the interview):
"We have a new God in the market. How will you sell him/her? What will be the gender of the God?"
I wished I could have replied,”Do I look like a member of RSS to you? May be VHP or Al-Qaeda?”
Please note: This is the personal view of the author and the author is not liable for any decision that you make based on the above narration. Incidents narrated above are part of a bad dream and any relation with someone living or dead is purely coincidental. Standard disclaimers apply.
Awesome, man!!!
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