the day of the interview..
woke up in the morning with a happy holiday mood .
got dressed as usual .a shirt -- torn jeans -- torn shoes --
finshed my morning routine . my mom wished me luck with no tension whatsoever as she knew that i would screw up.
went to pick up my bike.i was usin it after a month . it was covered with a layer of mud and lots of piegon shit. i had no patience i just cleaned the wriders seat and off i went enjoying my smooth bike.
i reached college . met some of my friends in the parking lot . they were like me -- had come to college to have some fun.
we went up to the main block where the interview was to be held .some were like us having a nice time others anxious .usually the companies have their ppt(pre placement talks)(which was of no use)
so i had initially planned to come an hour late.but this company had decided to hold the written test first and then the ppt. but thank god-- my mom had to go out so even i left early so that she could take the house key.
the interview started at around 0930hrs
you, sir, are a sadistic chooooot! nine pages NINE!!!!
fucking good stuff though....