Sunday, January 11, 2009

Waiting!

It's been quite a long time since I attended an interview. In fact, I doubt if my first interview could be classified as one, technically speaking. It was more of an exhibition of my skills. Now, you may ask... Why an interview. Well, to tell the truth, I was forced to attend it due to certain circumstances that cropped up. And I didn't quite mind attending one because from my point of view, look at it this way: Either I get the job, or I get an idea of what interviews are like nowadays. Either way, I win right?

Now, considering that I had such balanced (?) views, don't you think I ought to be pretty cool about it? You do... Well, I was all right. That is... till I entered the campus. I am not going to mention any names because the people who matter know which campus I am talking about. Tall buildings with a name of their own, which by the way weren't mentioned anywhere on the building's exterior. Three or four main gates and you can't enter through the gate that happens to be the nearest one.

Once I entered the reception room and waited for the person I was supposed to meet, I began to get the butterflies big time! Now, I do write poems, but their arrival depends on my mood and creative instincts at the time. This tension in the reception room kind of fuelled my creative instincts because I managed to write a poem by the time the interview was over.

Here is the poem for those of you who have put up with the others:

Waiting

Manifold forms has this earth,
and so does the chore of waiting.

It's waiting tinged with anxiety
when a loved one perilous travels makes
and a "I can't stand still" brand of waiting
when it's good news everyone's expecting.

A spate of butterflies reign supreme
when it's a question of achieving your dream.
of course! it can also happen to you
if you're about to attend an interview.

But wait! don't lose hope.
for you haven't heard the best yet!
And that's the fact that even the longest wait,
finally, its end does meet.

Well, that's it. My poem on waiting. I hope it makes for good reading. Funny, how the worst situations can result in something good, right?

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