THOSE FEW MINUTES OF AN INTERVIEW

Formal suits,classic tie knots,shining black shoes,glittering wrist watch accompanied by a broad smile on an enchanted face...Heyyy friends!!!!!!!...wait.....I am not describing any celebrity...neither i am trying to describe a business man....I am just describing a naughty careless boy who is bounded to change his attire....his looks...his gestures just for few hours....

I am wondering that how does a youngster feel when his funky clothes are exchanged with formal suits....His antique accessories are replaced by terrible tie and a wrist watch....His sports shoes are gone with those spiky socks.....Those drooling body tattoos hid inside the formal shirts....Those hairs with spikes are exiled and a very simple hair cut is bestowed upon the head...Hands,which always hold a bottle of cold drink, the keys of the bike or the latest gadget ,is now trying to support a heavy document file loaded with marksheets,certificates and degrees.....

Where are those cold drinks lost?? Where are those spiky hairs gone???Are those funky clothes lost?????....Nooo!!!!!!!! not at all....Rather they all are dumped down....they all are sacrificed for few hours...for that crucial time which can either make your life or spoil it......
With a complete formal look and whimsically holded certificate file...One can easily construe that the concerned person is going to spend few moments in silence....He is going to wonder how will be the interview...what types of questions will be there...How many members will be there in the panel....followed by a series of other questions.....
Once an interview is started.....Those staring pair of eyes are enough to make you sweat.....Those scrolling views of the curriculum vitae always make you swim in the sea of questions.....finding no ends or a narrow landing on an island.....With those smiling glances of the recruiter and sweating face of the candidate one can feel the pain of that screwed neck(by a tie) ...
That continuous questions answer round always make you up high on the heels......somewhere amidst of the business crowd....with both ends open......and waiting for you.....either the door leading to success...or the door leading to same old funky clothes and spiky hair cut......