April showers bring May flowers...
The words kept echoing in her mind....nervous to the point of sweaty palms, this wasn’t doing her any good.
The sheer number of ties and jackets in her peripheral vision sounded the death knell in her guts....what was she thinking, turning up?...the entire city had landed up here, well all graduates from the top colleges at least.
The interview surpassed her expectations, the panel of seven did intimidate her but fumbled across to the finishing line....
Until asked how soon she could join...blurted out without a second thought, “April”. Blushing at the puzzled faces , realised it was almost September.
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Glad you made it this far...would love to hear your take on the words scribbled. A comment every now and then keeps the blues away. :D
Since, crazy Mr. Blogspot won't let me reply to the comments here (is upset with the water ladies ever since they refused to verify visitors)...will do the next best thing, drop in to your blog to say my Vanakkam/Namaste/Salaam/Hello.