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When I got Stuck!

* Hostel; Room 223 *

“I am nervous, Aashi..”, I said to Roohi, my roommate for two years in my three years of this degree, while going through the notes again and again.

“Are you out of your flipping mind.. It’s just an all-around good company.. A lot more to come soon.. Quit worrying about the interview too much?”, Aashi said irritatedly.

“Yeah… still”, I responded.

“By the way, Is your interview in this room?”

“What?”

“My god.. Nothing.. Go and get ready.. We must be on time.. and please don’t take an hour to bath… please”

“Yeah.. I will try”

We both chuckled awkwardly.

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*Second Floor common washrooms*

“Turn on to some soft music, please”, Aashi said to me while combing her hair in the mirror.

“Shut up! It’s my cell.. my music.. Close your ears if you bear a problem.. And for the god sake, I don’t want any of your pranks today”, I said and went into the bathroom.

“Yeah… because I am not boring like you”

“Whatever”

I spread out the tap and baffled for the cold water. I spread Dettol everywhere, around the corners of the floor, on my stool and in my water just to make certain I was bug free. I am terribly obsessed with hygiene. Then, I started to bath. It’s always good when cold water gives you goosebumps and you feel you can’t breathe. I enjoyed my music reverberating in the whole washroom and my soap bubbles on my skin. “She must have left”, I recalled to myself as I couldn’t hear Aashi babbling around.

After making sure, I was the cleanest person on Earth. I got ready to leave the bathroom. I unlatched it and tried to open it. “Wait.. What’s this… no.. She can’t do this today… no.. not today at least”. The door didn’t open. It’s locked from the outside. My heart was pounding so loud as I thought everyone out there could discover it. “Yeah.. Anyone out there.. yes..”

“Anyone there?”, I wailed.

Silence.

“Hello… please..”

Silence.

Meanwhile, my music was singing like nothing has happened. Oh! The cell is non-living. “Oh yea! Cell!”. I quickly turned off the music and called her.

No response.

I called her again.

No answer.
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My hand trembled as I decided whom to call next. I was terribly scrolling down in my cell when I heard some footsteps. My eyes got lightened with hope.

“Somebody there?”

“Yea”

“Hey! I am locked here..”

“Which bathroom?”

“Middle one”, I said as I always preferred that bathroom.

“One minute”

“Yeah”

I tapped my foot on the floor while she opened it for me.

“Thank you……”, I said while going towards my room. Though, I wanted to embrace her, kiss and say thank her as much as I can. But, not to forget, I was short of time.

*College*

“Where I have to sign?”, I asked Ma’am holding the attendance sheet.

“You’re late”

“I am sorry”, I didn’t know what else to say.

“I doubt your choice”, she sounded out so simply looking at me. I have known that placement coordinator since the maiden year of my college. She was the most arrogant lady who used to frighten students. So, I overheard her and quietly marked my attendance.

“Slot Four”, I read the interview schedule and finally my stressed muscles in the brain got relaxed.

“Shit!!!”, Aashi cried when she looked at me.

“I am sorry…. I forgot… I was about to open it when Amit called.. Are you okay?”, she cried further.

“Yeah”, I steered.

“I am sorry”

“Shut up”

“Please… I didn’t do it intentionally..”

“It’s all right.. C’mon.. I know you.. Though I would have killed you if I have got the first slot of interviewees”, I said, interrupting her, “Which slot?”

“Seventh”, she said, and we both laughed as she hated waiting.

*Interview Board*

When my turn came, I went inside the interview board room for attending my very first job related interview in life.

Most of the sluggish queries they asked me made to stick onto my creativity levels; I didn’t pay much attention to what I was answering, however I was so confident while speaking to the other party.

“Are you really willing to be a part of our company?”, one among the heads of the company enquired me at the end.

“Actually, I’m not that willing to be a part of your company from most of the queries you asked me. I knew the puffs I’ve blown so indubitably for many among them. I couldn’t offer you the 100% of the potential I’ve in me through the works I’ll have to do. However, I would try my level best to make use of the incorruptible potential I’ve in me. I’ll firmly take your deal if you’re perfectly fine with the take you’d on me”, I answered.

“Being so frank, we’re not o.k. with you! But we should articulate that you’re the 6th candidate who got admitted in our fellowship. Congratulations! I wish we could provide you a safer atmosphere and facilities to operate in our troupe and build use of the maximum potential in young Indian people like you.”

“Thank you very much for your esteemed feedback, Sir! Thank you”

Yet another late day’s funky ending…

 This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

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A Cycle

 
 
This poem I wrote for a contest that didn’t work out. It describes our existence on earth, our evolution and our cycle. We are born then we live to die and this cycle goes on. And same is for our planet, Earth. It describes the importance of being “grey”. That is, good and bad are always there with a balance. Now, I think, it’s going quite boring so just read it and feel free to share your opinion with me on the same.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Let’s move back like ago three billions
Where there’s nothing except some illusions
Warily O warily, this emptiness wailing hollow 
Walked towards a dazzling shadow to make it hallow
Then, the grace the sheen and the floating traits
Trolled the distance between, to bud a wad
And this is how man got its first trace
In something called life, a race
 
Now, we on the page One of Man’s story
Where he’s on the learning path to glory
Gaily O Gaily, He’s trying working and fighting to live
To do justice to a gift that universe rarely gives
Then the fire the food and the turning wheel
Set “ON” the playing pictures of his life’s reel
And then, he makes his dormant emotions agile
That carry the power to turn him both, Strong and fragile.
 
He played the role of a father mother sister or a brother
And of a son daughter friend enemy or a lover
Slowly O slowly, he learned to help to give and to care
But to learn only good and divine is, darling, a dream mere
With light comes the dark; with good time comes the hard
So, with truth he gained lies and with friendship he made envy ties
While giving birth to man another, he didn’t hesitate to kill the other
With kindness he turned greedy as the lust and luxuries tickled him hungry
 
Beginning with all good then slowly tainting
is a godly wisdom to attain nothing enchanting
Freely O freely, every positive have to meet opposite
To, again, be a balanced zero with stability lit
Man has followed the same thus on a way to destruction
to end this land which is preparing for a new excursion
The wrong shall rise, for the above right so holy
to complete the cycling wheel for the start of a new journey.