"ThE JoB hUNt" talash-e-rozgaar :P 3:)

Nights that have all the element of good night, but the sleep, every hour your eyes are popping on to the clock waiting for it to hit the alarm, rolling inside your comforter and waiting for the sun to bring the glorious day… you slip into sleep comfortably in the most uncomfortable way. This all ain’t the scene of the college, it’s one of the glorious days after the college hangover subsides, when the real world kicks you hard and you know it’s time for “the Job hunt”

Few of us, The lucky ones, our legendary ‘Brother's and Sister's from another mother’ who somehow turned out to be smarter than us during the college days and decided to sacrifice their golden share of muslin sleep and pre-prepped themselves for the most important battle of their lives “The Job Interview”.

Do not smile, yes these were the very ones whom we kicked on their Judgement day,when they asked for the shaving cream or the hair gel early in the morning; and girls do not giggle these were the BFF’s for whom you clenched tighter to your comforters and greeted them with some sweet slags when they asked for extra hair pins or formal shirts. These sleepy and conscious little soldier got the clue of, how the battle field looked outside their respective premises thus they decided to go for it while they have all the backup of the college, they decided to choose the battlefield over few hours of cotton candy sleep, just like the gladiators, we waved them sleepy goodluck and bye from the gates of the hostel as they flew out for “The Campus Drive…”

Some won the battle and some lost but all returned to the same home, for those who won, there is only one thing on our lips “where’s the party tonight” or the most popular one, dare to ignore your friends for a moment next song that hits your ear drum will go something like this “ Dost dost na raha… pyar pyar na raha…DOST DOST na raha naukri mili badal gaya” in short the lazy crowd cursed the poor soul for forgetting his poor unemployed friends, best thing about friendship we never run out of melodrama… but all our sympathies lie with the one who lost the battle, with tons of wise sayings, we console our friend and we all know to cheer him there is only one way “party all night…we gotta party all night”rofl…bliss of college life, solution to every problem #party:D

The thing that surprised me is, how serene and pure the bond of friendship is, it drags me back to my college days how happy you feel when your best friends in my case, my sister (from another mother) comes with an offer letter… that happiness is sure a little less than the what you feel when you have your first job offer letter in your hand still both feelings are beyond compare. It’s more like, when your best friends fails it feels bad, but what hurts the most is when he turns out to be a topper…lolz :D

After college we spend more time on job portals than on Facebook or Twitter, early morning or late at night we wait the clock to hit 12:00 am so that we can update our profile, now it’s not ‘hanuman chlaisa’, we recite monster chalisa :

Jai monster naukri ke data,

Berozgaar ke ann data,

Company or candidate ke beech ke modern dalal,

Kripa kar mujh par Monster bhagwan,

Aaj ek interview schedule kara do,

Jo mil gaya mujhko offer kal,

Paka tumhara premium package karaunga book.  :D :D

So  with the ‘ kripa’ (blessings) of some or the other job portal; it’s time for the real battle for survival, no more excuses it’s time to face the tiger, you feel like a show dog showcasing your skills to a professional panel. The song that tickles your mind is “Nach meri bulbul tujhe paisa milega.” Soon it’s The Judgement Day , dressed in the best formals you have, you proceed to win over your enemy, there you stand on the ‘dehleej’ (the entrance) of the office, you feel like that newlywed bride out of those Indian Television series something out of the ‘K series’ with a pot of rice at your foot, keeping yourself in the mood you softly push the pot and enter the office, and the only thing that gives you a little relief is the murmur of sweet hymn that  sings softly to you “kyunki interviewer bhi... kabhi fresher tha…” true though! Lolz. You look around there are people busy in their own work, some look at you from the corner of their eye, but they are used to this scene so they walk on, but you have a lump of nervousness in your throat you swallow it slowly, you look back at the reception where you stood a little back too… the lady gives you a meek smile that seems to say wait Madame just few more minutes…Now comes the most awaited nod and sweet reception lady leads your way after your name, tensions dances on your spine as you pull confident smile over your face. You smile as the world is your daddy’s birthday gift for you, but softly murmur to yourself “ALL IS WELL… ALL IS WELL!!!”; carefully you go over each and every details of the two pages in your bag that sums up 17 years of your school + college life and with the final holy chant you enter and nod hello in the most elegant way.

A person and sometimes a panel is sitting in front of you, as you enter the room the tension seems to dance  to the beats of sholey’s song- jab tak hai jaan jaane jahan main nachungi…” :D lolz you take the chair offered and sit in an upright position as the chair has life and said to you,you dare put all your weight on me, you wear the most artificially genuine smile that says to the interviewer “I knew what you were doing last summer… :D :D ”and the interviewer’s smile that seems to mock you “been there done that” a strange humour lingers in the room till the interview goes on, most of the questions totally make sense and are so relevant but sometimes questions are so irrelevant and stupid that you just want to ask them “please you talk to my hand” lolz :D it’s more like interviewer wants to say to you “ jinka tu de napaye jawab, prove na kardu mai hu experienced meri jaan, aise aise puchunga tujhse sawal.”  

Finally after all of that you are asked to leave and then like an ass you wait for the results of all that nonsense that went for almost 30-45 minutes. But not to worry you will not sit back relying upon that first experience now that you have cleared level 1, it’s time for level 2,3,4,5,6… or completely new place level 1 , what’s true is the nervousness, and tension will decrease with each and every interview but the charm, trauma of the first one is always an experience. In short this all siyapaa is called “JOB HUNT…JOB HUNT”

  

Jab ho jaye tu formals me subah subah tayiyaar,

Nikle ghar se Leke hantho me executive file,

Intro ko apne tu aur interesting banaye…

CV me add kare achievement naye,

Apne muh miya mithu bane,

Bolo bacho isse kya kehte hai,

Isse kehte hai “JOB HUNT…JOB HUNT”

Isse kehte hai “JOB HUNT….JOB HUNT” lolz :D :D 

After you had your “Kitkat break…” college life kisses you goodbye and says baby your Cadbury 5 star days are gone when all you did was “Khao aur… so jao” (eat and sleep), your BOURNVILLE days are here “now you have to earn it… before you eat.”Lolzzz :D :D :D :D :D

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