The title of the post says it all, but the talkative me will still build a story around it, so here I go. I remember the nervous me facing my first interview, I was in school and I was being interviewed for being in the Student council, though all the people who were going to interview me were known to me, I still had butterflies in my stomach and I just prayed that I wouldn't stammer and go blank in front of them. I didn't and ended up being the Vice Head Girl. School got over in an year and now was the time to face the real world, I wanted to get into St Stephen's College, crossed the cut offs and then was called for an interview. I shuddered at the thought, started preparing for the subject, tried to look my best and then went for the interview. I got it and was on top of the world once again. Now, I saw the world with my rose tinted glasses and also thought that interviews were after all not that tough.
But as always, life is never what it seems to be. I began to take my career seriously and started preparing for CAT, with CAT came a lot of associated stuff like GDs and PIs. Slowly and steadily, I was able to cross those hurdles also. Finally, I was staring at the interviews which would make or break my career or at least that's what I felt. I got rejected and selected both, I tasted the feeling of being small, of being at some one else's mercy, of being a rock star and of being able to rule the world in spite of odds. Interviews are a helluva learning experience is what I now feel in hindsight.
Last week was the first time when I sat at the other side of the table, the questions were directed at some one else and I was simply evaluating. I didn't have to think twice about what I should wear or what I would say. Its simple to pass judgements, to say that some one is good or bad. It just takes about a minute for me to decide whether a person should be hired or not. I also feel guilty at times for the power I have to decide but so is nature of my job!