Interview....

Yup yup I went for a leave just for a day, but it was not an official one but on the expense of reducing my “Leave Balance”.
Thank you for missing me, muuuuahhhhhhhhhh . :k Even if you didn’t’, I m happy to live in that “khushfahmi “.

So I went for one of friends marriage. Marriage was good, but “ëk bhi changa munda nahi mila”so waste for me . ;)

Just narrating an interesting incident here…

We (read it as group of five freinds) were standing busy chatting of “this and that”. A group of 3 Uncle’jee approached us and turning towards me staright away posed one question – Whats your height without heel? Sahi sahi batana…!!! :o

When an elderly person is so confidently asking you something, I thought it to be bad manners and ask Who the hell are you asking me. But being polite I answered
Jee 5 foot 3 inch(Although in mind I thought of saying 3 foot 5inch) :x

Then he shooted next question :
My son is in bangalore and you being in Pune how would you manage this?

Ahhhh Now I got it, this uncle ji is here for his son. I started boiling… I don’t know but as soon as someone is there talking about my “rishta”,I start loosing my temper. Then my repeated those dialogue of Welcome “Control..Control…..!!!! :#
Uncle ji , behtaar hoga aap papa se baat kar le iss bare mein….

Then suddenly one of the other uncle started … mera ladka bhi Patni Compuetrs mein kaam karta hain… Mumbai mein… !!! Naam suna hain Patni ka…?
Mercury rising……!!!! :@Jee nahi… mein chote mote companies ka naam nahi sunti….. !!!
Kaunsa language hain tumhara…?(Again that 2nd Uncle thinking of himself to be Oversmart asked me)

Maine kaha.. Hindi…

In the mean time all remaning four(my freinds) started giggling….
Arrey nahi… programming language….

Gosh!!!!

I said… Pyhton, abacus, zingalu, chi-mi, satry……(Did you ever heard of these?)

That second Uncle was silent now….!!!

Again it was the turn of 1st Uncle….
To agar mere bete ko onsite mila aur tumhe nahi…to tum kya karogi?

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr… I was fuming…. :@

I would start a video album… singing…mere piya gaye Rangoon….. (That was in my mind actually….)
I ll quit…. !!! ;)

He was happy now, now he asked another one.. agar tumhe onsite mila aur usse nahi toh?

Ahhhhhh…….. Why this permutation and combination….??
I replied… then he’ll quit…. !!!  :r

Uncle was surprised. Tumahre papa ka naam Mr A hain….

Uddi baba… My father got changed and I m not aware of it. 

Nopes Uncle My father name is Mr S.
Ohhhhh… sorry beta, I thought you are someone else. And then again the gang of ‘3’moved to interview someone else…or rather to humiliate some REAL one.


And we busted laffing…..


Keep Faith
Chakoli :)