The first placement memories...

When you are in 'the' room and sitting. All the faces become mere one. The noise seems as rustle of soft leaves dropping on the ground with the rare motion of air. The time has no existence. The silence of your heart rings in your ears.

Sixth semester and no placement. Seventh none.
Eighth did hear some bells.The news was not easy to keep to one  ....

I remember reading those Infy  strips in Times Ascent. Well, the wondering of the child grew into the desire of peeping ..or may be peaking if I get through  . This is not a presumption that I'll get through...words of the HR  that took my interview. I wrote this piece just after my interview got over.

Cracking apti was easy. Interview wasn't difficult, but for me it was a guiding path of how imperfect and ambiguous one could be.

The worst part of these selections were if one unselected friend is  the other  .The room went numb for few seconds after the final list is announced.And so did my mind...all the the memories of years spent together came in a flash. The same room...the same walls...same chairs. B'day choirs. Jokes. Laughters. Games..yes, of course.   Fights. Arguments. Singing together. Passing of those random wacky notes. Smiles. Cheers. The same place we became Ladies from girls.

Life brings me to one more and one more destination...end of something... beginning of other..
I was sent out of the room by HR saying "don't make a presumption you are selected for Infosys". I don't know what the journey will be...but sure it was a liberating one...

A note of pride: I was selected.  
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