It was the first interview call after months of being jobless. Since I had been earning little in the past few months, driving down to the venue in a cab was out of the question.
It had to be a bus. It's another matter that I hop in and out of public transport even today, not just for the health of my wallet but also for what it costs the environment each time one of us chooses to drive down, alone, in an air conditioned car.
So here I was, in a crisp, pastel outfit, quite in time for the interview. Holi that year promised to be a little brighter if I landed the job! Suddenly, something hit me. I first looked out of the window, alarmed, and saw a bunch of teenagers doubling over with laughter, slapping one another?s back and giving the other a ten. By their side was a bucket of coloured water, so virulent that it would put a rainbow to shame.
By then, the truth of what had hit me, hit home. I looked down to see splotches ofuglybluespread across mypinkoutfit.
I was shocked into silence. I knew, if I looked out again, I would give the boys more reason to be happy. So, I tried to look as if the balloon had missed me by a mile. That?s when I noticed, down the bus, angry shouts from two gentlemen who had been hit by another balloon. The traffic lights changed. The bus sped off. I got off at the next stop, looking soggy, feeling sorry and very blue, and took the opposite bus home.
I"ve often wondered, if what I did was correct. What would you have done, had you been me?
Would you have hollered at those boys, like the two gentlemen in the bus? Or got off the bus and told them, in a quiet but firm voice, that they had just ruined your chances of getting a job that really mattered? Would that have saved other victims from their mindless attack? Or would you have gone on for the interview, looking sorrier than something the cat had dragged in, and explained to the interview board what happened?
Is this Holi? Do you have any Holi horrors to share?
Send your response here.
I"ve often wondered, if what I did was correct. What would you have done, had you been me?
Would you have hollered at those boys, like the two gentlemen in the bus? Or got off the bus and told them, in a quiet but firm voice, that they had just ruined your chances of getting a job that really mattered? Would that have saved other victims from their mindless attack? Or would you have gone on for the interview, looking sorrier than something the cat had dragged in, and explained to the interview board what happened?
Is this Holi? Do you have any Holi horrors to share?
Send your response here.