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I am working in a company!!??#%*

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What do you do for your living? I am doing “Job”..? Job!! What type of job you do? And after some chit-chat there persists a eerie silence. And you are left scratching your hair. You are not able to give a satisfactory answer to the asked question as you have been caught off the guard in a do-or-die, swim-or-drown interview session. You have faced a question which you never in your dream thought of, or ever cared to answer. It is indeed a very tizzy situation. Really!!

These are some of the “relevant” and “must” queries we all encounter when we visit village or village-of-the visit. Isn’t? The questions come from every possible direction from the elderly person whom you know, to the complete Bishnupriya Manipuri strangers. It is very hard to answer, and you are puzzled with - what to answer, how to answer…? So, you end up without explaining the profile of your job.

You can’t escape from the flurry of the dropped-from-heaven questions. You have to face the music with silence and with much persistence. Dear.

Very often I have faced this question – Tell me about something (the first question you are being bombarded in the interview rounds in Delhi); hitherto from the elderly person. Like a good boy I answer “kam koruri” (maintaining a very good balance of my voice intonation, thanks to television experience). I don’t go for explaining the nitty-gritty of my job profile. There is no prize for guessing, why I go for this strategy - You know why!

I remember, once I faced the same stuff in a closely wrapped in a layer-after-layer packaging. I failed to understand what he is asking. I suppose the sentence (the asked question) is one of the acquired lingo developed in the villages to ask about the livelihood of a person. So, it was natural I failed to grasp the question. But, after escalating the issue that I have failed to understand, he came out with the bare question, the job.

It is not that I fail to catch the tempo of the question every time. I understand and it starts with, “Baba tite kita korror go...Chakkri korror ta,… na …,Baba hotel le asot ta”. I say, “mi COMPANY agat chakri koruri..” The word “company” is enough to trigger targeted ambushed questions and suggestions.

The most probable sentence that you would be facing is, “huan te private han !!??....Government chakri ahan cha...”. I swallow the “government job” offer since I was never fascinated towards it. I always loved the “unexpected element” attached with the private job (company!).

“military (it) te kya try nakoror ta...”

I stopped here the discussion since all you know the conversation will go nowhere. I suppose those reading the post know the word “company” is not a word to sweep under the carpet. There are companies to strive of.

I wish, next time when I visit my land, I will carry the tag of the company “Google”, so that I can bring on their face a sweet and effervescent smile. I searched in Google about the puzzle – would the tag bring on their face, a smile? Aaailaa…there is no answer. Google failed to deliver the question. Hey!!!

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  1. Sanju...D Real king of hearts has commented on 21 September 2007 17:01 like this

    wat d hell

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