"My name is D.S.R.Sharma. Actually my full name is Daruguntla Naga Veera Sesha Rajyavardhana Sharma, hence my father found it too difficult in writing my name in my school application forms whenever I have transferred from one to another. So he made it short. D.S.R.Sharma."
I started my introduction like that as an answer to the question "Tell me about Your Self?"
I am in a campus interview in our college. I prepared that introduction to impress the interviewer and I am strongly determined to grab that job. Because, the reason is simple.
From the ages, humans are referring food, cloth and shelter as basic needs to survive from the nature. Situation has been changed, hence the statement.
Job after your graduation, a car after a 3 years, a home after 6 years are needed for a person to survive in this world and from the hurls of the flock around us. Without these, you are not considered as a human.
Turning back to my interview, she gave a reaction just I was expecting. YAHOO….First hit reached the target.
Next, she was asking, "What are your weaknesses?"
I quickly recollected the "Tips and Tricks" to be implemented in interviews
Courtesy: About 64,90,000 results (0.32 seconds) of Google.
I enacted that I am breaking my head as if I don't have any weaknesses….LOL. And then,
"Aah!!! I think I am a bit lazy mam", I started replying as if I found a pin in a haystack. "But if I started any work, I will see its end." I managed a laugh along with that line.
She gave a bried nod.
I don't want her to ask too many questions. So I continued, "Mam, But I'm trying to overcome that."
She asked curiously, "Hmm. What measured you are taking for that,,,Sharma?"
"Mam, I made myself engaged in several activities in our college. I am the active participant in our college Cultural fests, I am a part of organizing team of our college Tech Fest. Even, I was also involved in our college Sports Meet", boasting about myself at the fullest and as if it is the last chance.
She nodded her head rhythmically to my words and finally said, "Super, super, super".
I was raising from my chair into air, for her every reaction. I'm going to make this.
"What are your parents, sharma?" she shot her question casually. Even for that simple question, I am ready with a riddle like answer.
"My father is a business man mam. My mother, once upon a time a lecturer, now she is a teacher mam."
Again, I received the startled expression from her. Exactly, I need that. Then I started explaining, "My mother worked in a college previously. Now she is in a school. I think you understood now."
From the hobbies column in my resume, she looked at writing stories and inquired about that.
I said with an uneasy smile that I wrote a few stories in Telugu and I tried to publish them in a few magazines but failed. She again nodded her head rhythmically.
She said, "Ok…What is this 'am bigrams' in your resume?"
"Mam, have you seen the movie 'Angles n Demons'?" I waited for her response. She said no.
Later, I placed the paper on the table, and explained her what are those god-damn Am bigrams.
While I'm in the middle, she said, "Ok..It's fine. Are you the only child in your family?"
I realized it with a long delay that her questions are not in order and doesn't match with any pattern I knew.
"No mam, I have a brother, studying X standard."
Quickly, she said, "Well, I've done with my questions. If you have any questions you can ask me."
I think this is my chance to settle down all the irregularities on the surface and to make this smooth finished.
"Mam, Our Company's name is XXXXXXX (Censored)… I want to know the motive behind that."
She looked a bit thoughtful and mumbled, "Good, Right" or some other thing, I couldn't hear. But I'm sure words of that kind.
I said, "I went through the dictionary and found it as a kind of weapon."
She said, "No, No. Actually, it is a biological name of XXXXXX (again censored). But the motive….." Her words stopped and thoughts ran again.
Finally she said, "Even I asked the same question to my seniors in the company. I will get back to you for sure."
She continued, "Any other questions?"
I asked something related to their company's products. She was replying to that. But I'm in no mood of listening to the answer, I was assessing my performance in that interview.
After my analysis, I came to a conclusion that I did decently well, my confidence of my selection to the final round of the process, as a function time, increased exponentially.
After greeting her, I stepped out of the room, took a deep breath. Without any fuzziness I went to our canteen for having the dinner. My friends are waiting over there and they are curious about my interview.
I threw a currency note and told them, "HR is finished and I think she is impressed. Have this as promo for the big bash coming up."
We finished our dinner and ate sumptuously. When we were about to start towards our hostels, my friend called me.
Me : "Bro, what doing? Where are you? You missed a chance of receiving a treat"
He : "And you too!!! Lost the honour of giving it."
Me : I chuckled and said, "Stop your riddles and be straight…"
He : "Shortlist for the final round came. Your name is not there."
Me : .. :! # # % @ ! !!!!! *&()
(No Words,Dumbstruck)
MORAL OF THE STORY:
YOU SHOULDN'T CATCH A FISH, IT SHOULD FALL INTO THE NET
FOR BEING SUCCEEDED, YOU SHOULD NOT TRY TO IMPRESS OTHERS, BUT THEY SHOULD BE IMPRESSED.
