I am not superstitious, not at all.
I do not believe that if people in close proximity sneezed just when I am about to go out of the house, I should stop and sit for a while before I proceeded. Neither do I believe that I should start a journey only on an auspicious day nor I should halt my walk midway; just because a cat happened to cross my road. I do not believe in lady luck either because I believe in hard work.
But If I narrate two incidents that happened to me within a short span of time, you might ponder for a moment and find yourself in a dilemma regarding your decision between bad luck and fate. For me it was neither of the two!
My resume got shortlisted and I was required to attend an online interview ten days ago. I was little prepared and a little anxious. Despite my nervousness, I decided to attend the interview. On the destined day morning, my internet connection failed and and power failed too. Without wasting time,I caught a train and went to my friend's house in order to attend it peacefully at her place; instead of going to a public Net Cafe. Can you believe it, half an before the scheduled time, the power conked at her place too. Without loosing time and hope,on her scooter, we zigzaged through the traffic, reached twenty minutes ahead in time at Reliance Cafe; a posh net cafe in town. We buzzed in like busy bees. The receptionist asked us to show our membership card; well I did not have one, I cut a sorry figure. Why would I want a membership card when I am a net user at home? Valid question unto self ! Next he asked for my Id proof, Photo Id proof? Just to use a public Net Cafe, they asked me for a photo Id proof?! Sounds very sophisticated isn't it? I felt like an outlaw with confidential information trying to use the Posh Reliance Cafe to pass it on. I begged them to relax their rules just for one hour so that I can attend an on line interview for the post of an online tutor. But they did not budge, rules are rules! (it was like asking a dieing man to sign his insurance papers before admitting him in Intensive Care Unit of a hospital) Within ten minutes we ran from pillar to post trying to find a net cafe; every where I faced disappointment. Either public cafes did not have Skype facility or audio/video facility. I am talking about a situation in a metropolitan city like Hyderabad in the present. Dot on time I reported my inability to attend the interview as situations were not in my hands.
The person in charge politely accepted my apologies ( I am sure he might have rolled his eyes at my on the spot story) and scheduled it for today. Meanwhile I booted my memory by reading and brushing my knowledge. I got my system formatted, downloaded Skype checked audio/video. I got unwell in between, visited the doctor, took medication in time and I could satisfactorily say that I am ready for an interview. I called up in the morning and told the person in charge that I was ready and he was happy to hear it. He was generous enough to give me two appointment timings; in case I missed an interview between 4 and 5 in the evening, I could always count on 5 to 6 p.m interview.
He had told me last time, "We are scheduling your interview a second time, please do not miss this opportunity."
I was certain that I would attend the second interview and it was that confidence that I had transferred to him then and today too. Besides, the power had not failed at the scheduled timings for the past ten days. Everything should be fine, I believed; yet kept my fingers crossed. Believe me I did seek divine intervention to hold the electricity during the time of my interview.
By three in the afternoon I got dressed, I wore a pink Salwar suit ; pink lipstick to match, a shy pink smile to pepper it, I also wore a crystal necklace (crystal is supposed to bring good luck to the wearer) I sent a silent prayer to the Almighty. Once again I revised my prepared material. I was ready by four for The Interview once again.
There is a scheduled power cut between 3 to 4 in the afternoons everyday. Quarter past four; still no power, and I am waiting desperately. I rang the Agency and told the in charge that I am ready but awaiting the return of power. Meanwhile I got tired waiting and even took a short nap. I felt guilty about that short nap just before an interview. I chided myself, applied a new coat of powder and lipstick. If not 4, I still have chances for my 5 o'clock interview.
Fifteen minutes past five, the flats in my neighbourhood got power but not my house. I ran out to enquire the cause for such injustice. The watchman said that the fuse of my phase had blown off. Clumsy that he was by the time he got an electrician to fix it, Time was Six on clock.
That is the end of my interview.
This is India! You are reading the news bulletin from Hyderabad edition! If you are planning for an online interview think twice before you decide, it may not be fate who decides but electricity supply can certainly seal your fate. Namaste!
Causes Sumathi Mohan Supports
Child education, eradication of child labour and child marriages, promotion of education in slum areas. free thinking. MV Foundation, Hyderabad. CRY.