“I am going to eat out. Please don’t cook for me” I said rushing out of my building. I was late for another interview. Sitting on the chair in front of the interviewer, I told myself this is got to be the one. He knew in that one meet that I am going to be a hard candidate. It is not easy to pursue me. And I had all the intention to make them realize that he were right. From the beginning I knew that I was not one who wants to get a 9-5 job and get lost in the mist of the populace. After the interview, waiting for the results in the lobby my mind started drifting into the past. First it was Google then Goldman Sachs and lot more. I had been to several interviews but was not able to ring a bell. Or let’s say I really don't know what they were looking for. There were instances where I was rude. I never realized that over the period of time I develop an attitude or rather arrogance which they did not like. "Where do you see yourself in 5 years?" he asked. "I design my life step by step. I cannot tell you where I will be in 5 years but for sure in a much better position than this.” He raised his eyebrow. How much salary are you expecting? He asked. I know what American customers want. I have been sucking money out of them from past one year, and I think I have pulled it out awesomely well. After 3 year of experience working with the same salary. It does not make sense, does it?. Suddenly I felt drained out. My head felt buzzy, my vision blurred. All I could think was, "Just let me get outside and get some fresh air." and I realized that I was much hotter than usual and my heart was beating rapidly. I actually hallucinated to another dimension, where I was engulfed in a total feeling of fear. Fear to not passing exams. Fear to acceptance. There was lot running on my mind.
I hear voices in my head but they are fades out vision seem to be blurry. I am jolting back and forth between the sleep and consciousness. They had started me on a cocktail of medication on a drip, and poked me with tubes and pipes for nourishment, drugs and oxygen. I can’t tell if I am dreaming or not. One minute I will be in a room being interview by a black suited person and other second I am being towed on the stretcher. I have seen the doctor roaming around my bed. I heard someone say he’s awake and then others came running in. Lot of faces peering down at me. Doctor came and asked my name. It took me some time to recall it. I was bewildered why I am not able to remember my name. I heard ECG machine beeping, nurse roaming around, and pungent smell of medicine. The fan was making weird sound, white walls it took me some time to realize that is am lying in a hospital. Last that is could recall is saying "Thank you for calling Iyogi Technical Services"
“Oh good you woke up” said Sunil. I was getting a getting a little worried." What happened? I asked. "You fainted in office. We brought you here. Doctors said nothing can be predicted until you get up." I pressed my hand against the bed and tried to get up but was not able to because of weakness. “You have been dead for 1 week now. You have mumbling something in between. No one was able to understand it though.” When I actually woke up, it was just like waking up in the morning, in that it didn't feel like it had been over a week.
Slowly the drowsiness and sleepiness gradually developed into me and I started becoming unconscious again and can’t respond at all to anything around me. I felt exhausted and could hardly stay awake. I felt suffocating. I tried remaining awake however I was not able to. There I laid peaceful sleeping.
I hear voices in my head but they are fades out vision seem to be blurry. I am jolting back and forth between the sleep and consciousness. They had started me on a cocktail of medication on a drip, and poked me with tubes and pipes for nourishment, drugs and oxygen. I can’t tell if I am dreaming or not. One minute I will be in a room being interview by a black suited person and other second I am being towed on the stretcher. I have seen the doctor roaming around my bed. I heard someone say he’s awake and then others came running in. Lot of faces peering down at me. Doctor came and asked my name. It took me some time to recall it. I was bewildered why I am not able to remember my name. I heard ECG machine beeping, nurse roaming around, and pungent smell of medicine. The fan was making weird sound, white walls it took me some time to realize that is am lying in a hospital. Last that is could recall is saying "Thank you for calling Iyogi Technical Services"
“Oh good you woke up” said Sunil. I was getting a getting a little worried." What happened? I asked. "You fainted in office. We brought you here. Doctors said nothing can be predicted until you get up." I pressed my hand against the bed and tried to get up but was not able to because of weakness. “You have been dead for 1 week now. You have mumbling something in between. No one was able to understand it though.” When I actually woke up, it was just like waking up in the morning, in that it didn't feel like it had been over a week.
Slowly the drowsiness and sleepiness gradually developed into me and I started becoming unconscious again and can’t respond at all to anything around me. I felt exhausted and could hardly stay awake. I felt suffocating. I tried remaining awake however I was not able to. There I laid peaceful sleeping.
