The euphoria of having qualified the first phase- the written aptitude test had yet not sunk, and there I was ,on the threshold of facing my first ever on -campus technical interview.
The waiting room was full of chirping peers,some murmuring about expected questions,some drowning over self-notes,a few even pouring over books….And a midst all , I was occupying the corner bench, slightly separated from the whole bunch but not far away to escape the constant humming of recitations …a sort of an echoing reverberation ….the technical terms being learnt by heart, repeatedly revised (even the articles were not spared) and far away, ..the sound of a bloke explaining ‘normalization concepts of databases’ to his peers…. sounding an astute philosopher !
It seemed a tensed room, so much so that I had deliberately distanced myself to find a quite corner. My bag was full of books,I had packed in hoping for some last-minute study( I was no different to my peers ! ) but I wasn't studying…I was day-dreaming ! dreaming about the last interview I had undergone.No. 29,No. 29, interviewee No 29 !!The last call brought me to senses ! and amid strange glances from my peers,I picked my resume and made my away to the interview room.
