Being from a newly opened engineering college, there were no closed campus recruitment drives in our college and we had to appear for open campus only. Each open campus day due to the happenings of the day or the people I met, became a memorable event. This day is one of them.
The LnT rule and TPOA:
It was 10 September 2006. Lnt Technologies had an open campus at Medicapps Institute of Technology. The criteria of the company were 60% plus aggregate and no backlog at all. Most of my friends could not fulfill the second criteria. We discussed our concern with the assistant TPO. She was stubborn by nature and if someone pointed out her mistake, she would just misinterpret the rules to prove herself correct. The usual happened.. She said that we are misunderstanding the criteria and however, we have only few companies for which we are eligible. So either go for it, or go to hell. “Anyways, none of you are going to clear even written test! So why bother about criteria.. ”- she blurted and smirked. Though it was a demoralizing comment, we were enough demoralized already to mind it. We nodded our heads in consent. Of course we wished not to clear the written test. Why to waste a whole day when we knew it’s not going to be fruitful! .Moreover, appearing for this one and not getting selected will add one more failure to our long list of rejecting companies. I didn’t even wish to go for it. But then thought it would be better to curse our fate in group instead of cribbing on it alone. Yes, campus recruitment, particularly written test, were considered as a matter of sheer luck by us considering multiple factors associated with it.
Halfheartedly, I reached the venue. It was a sunny and humid day. We completed the formalities and appeared for written test which was to be followed by 2 interviews of selected candidates. After finishing the written, we all were in a mood to leave for home. It was 7th or 8th company and most of us have not cleared a single written yet. Still, no one wished to clear this one. Me along with some friends went to my friend Neha’s house for lunch which was at 2 minutes driving distance. During lunch, everyone was discussing that how they don’t wish even by mistake to clear the written. My performance here was poorer than those tests which I didn’t clear. I said- “Itni buri kismat to kisi ki bhi nahi ho sakti yar ki is company me written nikle jaha kuch hona jana nahi hai!”. Just then, the phone rang and my friend informed me that I have cleared the written test. Only I was misfortunate enough in our whole college to clear this written! Before I could think of whether to go for next rounds or not, my another good friend Ruchi quickly finished her lunch and picked the scooty keys to drop me at Medicapps. The moment we hit the road, it abruptly started raining heavily.
Furious drive in rainstorm
It was raining cats n dogs and Ruchi was driving her scooty in a frantic speed on a busy highway in such a heavy rain. The showers were very strong, almost blinding us. We were stupidly staking our lives for the sake of an interview. By the time we reached college campus, we were completely drenched in water. I entered the room to fill some forms, but raindrops were draining all over me and the form was getting wet. Moreover, I was shivering becoz of cold, my teeth were clattering badly and I was unable to utter or write a word. The volunteers were calling to submit the form and go for the interview. My friends came for rescue. One completed my form, other pasted my photo on the form, third one explained whole situation to the TPO and volunteers and postponed my interview for an hour. My friend Arpan took his car and rushed in that heavy rain all the way to my home – atleast 40 min distance- to collect my folder and stuff. My senses had gone numb. I was not getting what is happening around me.. It was just 10 minutes passed after I had uttered that ‘buri kismat’ sentence.
Philosophies of a drained mind
There I was..I was myself in trouble and was troubling people around me. And all of us knew this is not going to be fruitful. Still, my friends are taking so much pain for me. I am shivering, sneezing and same was Ruchi’s condition.. she took all this pain for my sake. She was driving that way to get me to the venue asap. Vinay, Arpan, and all other friends of mine, were running around to get my things done, why?? I had only drown in despair on seeing failure till date, but never learnt to overcome it. Do I have that generous heart that in spite of my disappointment I could help someone? Or am I courageous to an extent that knowing the futility of attempts, I’ll give my best? My brain went overdrive thinking that that’s my fate..being a loser always and being the reason of pain for my loved ones. And look at them.. so selfless.. so caring. Tears welled in my eyes. Just then, a volunteer came with a cup of coffee. I regained my senses after having hot coffee and I realized there is no going back.
In few mins, I received a call from our TPO assistant that if asked, I should not tell to company delegates that my TPO knew about that criteria thing. Instead, she insisted me to tell company delegates that I lied to her so that I could get the hall ticket. Also, she added that anyways I was not going to get selected, but if I tell delegates the truth, our college may be blacklisted and that will be bad for all of us. When I told my friends, all were filled with anger. However, there was no time for all this. I was called for company pre placement talk by a volunteer.
The volunteers were all our batchmates from Medicapps who were already placed. And I must say, that was the first college where I found them so friendly and polite. They were all trying to comfort me with their words and were really helpful beyond expectations. Looking around me, how everyone was doing their bit for my success, I chuck negativity and decided to give my best for the interview.
My friend Vinay stayed there till my interviews so that he can accompany me till home as it was far. After clearing the technical round, I told the company delegate about my backlog which was cleared in previous sem. He was cool and said HR only can take a decision. I was called for HR round and a very angry delegate stated that I wasted their time and I was wasting mine. I was prepared for this. I said I have proved that I am no less competent than those fulfilling their criteria by clearing all these rounds. He said they don’t want to promote a bad practice and I was told to wait outside.
End of chaos
Now that all the tension was over, I wondered how I missed to notice the beauty of this place. Rain had stopped and evening shadows were casting over the beautiful campus. The plantation there was balmy and freshly bathed. Few raindrops were dripping from the bright leaves when mild breeze touched the plants. Aroma of wet soil and plants was adding to the serenity of that environment. The campus which was filled of hubbub few hours back was almost empty now and I could listen to my footsteps. The cloudy evening sky, the bright white campus building, my surroundings all were kind of glowing with the golden yellow hue slowly blending into twilight.
That day was a strange mix of ups and downs, positive and negative, hope and submission, faith and disbelief. I closed my eyes breathing in the soothing air and absorbed in the tranquility. Dear God, I thought, what was this day about? Walking on the pathway, I saw a tiny sapling between two tiles which was very likely to be crushed under passerby’s feet. Again I thought, God, when this plant is not destined to live for more than a day or two, why gave life to it? Anything that is not going to attain completion, why it even happens at all?
Results were soon announced and I was not selected. But whenever I look back at that day, all I remember is my friends’ unconditional support, who all were there for me, no matter what. And the helpful volunteers, some of whom later became my friends. And the day rebuilds my faith that there is more good than bad. And that I will be glad to be and strive to be one of such people. And that everything happens for a reason…to teach us some lessons, or to value what we have, or to value what we are going to have in future. Some moments inscribe themselves on the leaves of our memory, and all such moments together make us the person we are. It is the journey that matters, not its completion, and that is what life is all about…That was what that day was about.
All my friends, you all are very dear to me and hold a special place in my heart. No matter how often we talk, no matter how distant we are, no matter we are in touch or not…you all played a special role in my life and made me the person I am. Thank you for that and I treasure all of you.