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Nayna a Obsession!
5th Jul, Friday.
10.00am @ hotel Nila.
Conference room.
The welcome board at the entrance of the hotel said. "Job Fair 2019". We heartily welcome all the graduated Engineers.
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She sat there in a cross-legged position wearing a pink sleeveless kurta & a matching palazzo which looked so appealing & it seemed complimenting pretty well with that cream color of the chair she was residing to. She sat there with hands interlocked to each other, her ebony black hairs looked pretty thick & it was so splendid to see all her curls rippling around her warm sweat-kissed shoulders. The humidity in Chennai is so high that the beads of sweat keeps lingering through your body by giving you a kind of tingling sensation.
I could see her from the corner of my eyes, she looked so tense while continuing to reside on the couch. She even started to bite her nails in nervousness. Now, when seconds ran into minutes, I could see a thin layer of perspiration had started forming in her forehead. For a moment it all seemed like she was sitting there trying very hard to fight against the anxiety that has wrapped her wholly. The moment she sensed that she will be called to an interviewer's cabin at any point of time from now. Her nervousness raced even faster
Few minutes passed by & as the screen of her digital watch flashed 10:20 am, the whole group of competitors who were in the queue after her, happened to hear a loud cry of an HR, through the speakers laid at the corners of the hall calling out a name "Nayna"! “Nayna!” then once again it screamed "Nayna"!. All of them were glancing at each other as an attempt of understanding "Who is Nayna".
While the hall witnessed young energetic faces, I happened to see Nayna's anxiety that was racing deeper & deeper. The beads of sweat were now striding heavily through her forehead. She quickly managed to grab a tissue from her bag & wiped all her sweat-stains off from her face. Now, having gathered a bit of courage she slowly stood up from her seat, picked her bag that was resting on the floor & slowly strolled towards the interviewer's cabin.
I could sense that, a massive clout of uncertainty is clouding her bright confidence for big time . Now, as I caught a glimpse of her walking towards the cabin, I quietly aspired that she will soon burst these clouds of uncertainty and might get the rain of happiness to downpour on her.
Wrapped with curiosity, my eyes were now awfully glued to the coffee brown colored cabin door onto which Nayna had just stepped in. I slowly tilted my head aside & overlooked the wall clock to find that, it's been around 20 mins since Nayna had stepped into the interviewer's cabin. Being immersed in thoughts, I gazed across the hall & there I could instantly spot one among Nayna's competitors. His name was "Ajay" & whose number is supposed to be next in the queue after Nayna.
Looking at Ajay from above, I could read from his facial expressions that he was so surprised and also bit clueless about the interviewer & his long timelines. Ajay having lost in thoughts asked this question to himself, “Why is the interviewer taking more time with Nayna"? caressing the beard Ajay thought "Probably the interviewer would have got mesmerized by looking at her warm shoulders, her glistening arms & yes,not to miss those two beautiful folds near her armpits.
Now with a smile on his face, he spoke in mind voice. "Of course! Why would the interviewer miss such a golden chance". She was that pretty. She looked so gorgeous on a pink sleeveless kurta. She owed a perfect figure with a tapered waist that would easily draw the men into her. Her soft lips looked as if it was coated with the a sweet cherry syrup. Her milky breasts were neatly cupped by her bra & was hidden inside her pink kurta.
Ajay's thoughts of Nayna were quickly interrupted when an office boy tapped on Ajay’s shoulder from behind asking for his CV. Looking at the office boy, Ajay now could sense the fact that Nayna's interview is about to be over & that Ajay might be called at any moment next.
As the HR called out Ajay's name on the mike, All of them in the hall could hear that out through the speakers but except for Ajay. He was so immersed in gazing Nayna who had recently finished her HR round & who was now walking back to her seat.
She did not seem to be the Nayna who had walked into the cabin sometime back.From her smile, I could sense that she has managed to burst the dark clouds that were surrounding her.
As she reached closer to her seat. Ajay's eyes were magnetically drawn into Nayna & his excitement creeped further when he caught a glimpse of her clean shaven armpits that were exposed on air when she was trying to tie her rippled hairs to a shape of bun. The very next moment Ajay had slipped into a thought of embracing her clean-shaven pits with his pink tongue and soft nose.
Morning @ 11:05am
I had kept a count on the calls that were called out for Ajay. By now HR had called Ajay's name for the fourth time and it was the fourth call that had brought him...
10.00am @ hotel Nila.
Conference room.
The welcome board at the entrance of the hotel said. "Job Fair 2019". We heartily welcome all the graduated Engineers.
-------------------
She sat there in a cross-legged position wearing a pink sleeveless kurta & a matching palazzo which looked so appealing & it seemed complimenting pretty well with that cream color of the chair she was residing to. She sat there with hands interlocked to each other, her ebony black hairs looked pretty thick & it was so splendid to see all her curls rippling around her warm sweat-kissed shoulders. The humidity in Chennai is so high that the beads of sweat keeps lingering through your body by giving you a kind of tingling sensation.
I could see her from the corner of my eyes, she looked so tense while continuing to reside on the couch. She even started to bite her nails in nervousness. Now, when seconds ran into minutes, I could see a thin layer of perspiration had started forming in her forehead. For a moment it all seemed like she was sitting there trying very hard to fight against the anxiety that has wrapped her wholly. The moment she sensed that she will be called to an interviewer's cabin at any point of time from now. Her nervousness raced even faster
Few minutes passed by & as the screen of her digital watch flashed 10:20 am, the whole group of competitors who were in the queue after her, happened to hear a loud cry of an HR, through the speakers laid at the corners of the hall calling out a name "Nayna"! “Nayna!” then once again it screamed "Nayna"!. All of them were glancing at each other as an attempt of understanding "Who is Nayna".
While the hall witnessed young energetic faces, I happened to see Nayna's anxiety that was racing deeper & deeper. The beads of sweat were now striding heavily through her forehead. She quickly managed to grab a tissue from her bag & wiped all her sweat-stains off from her face. Now, having gathered a bit of courage she slowly stood up from her seat, picked her bag that was resting on the floor & slowly strolled towards the interviewer's cabin.
I could sense that, a massive clout of uncertainty is clouding her bright confidence for big time . Now, as I caught a glimpse of her walking towards the cabin, I quietly aspired that she will soon burst these clouds of uncertainty and might get the rain of happiness to downpour on her.
Wrapped with curiosity, my eyes were now awfully glued to the coffee brown colored cabin door onto which Nayna had just stepped in. I slowly tilted my head aside & overlooked the wall clock to find that, it's been around 20 mins since Nayna had stepped into the interviewer's cabin. Being immersed in thoughts, I gazed across the hall & there I could instantly spot one among Nayna's competitors. His name was "Ajay" & whose number is supposed to be next in the queue after Nayna.
Looking at Ajay from above, I could read from his facial expressions that he was so surprised and also bit clueless about the interviewer & his long timelines. Ajay having lost in thoughts asked this question to himself, “Why is the interviewer taking more time with Nayna"? caressing the beard Ajay thought "Probably the interviewer would have got mesmerized by looking at her warm shoulders, her glistening arms & yes,not to miss those two beautiful folds near her armpits.
Now with a smile on his face, he spoke in mind voice. "Of course! Why would the interviewer miss such a golden chance". She was that pretty. She looked so gorgeous on a pink sleeveless kurta. She owed a perfect figure with a tapered waist that would easily draw the men into her. Her soft lips looked as if it was coated with the a sweet cherry syrup. Her milky breasts were neatly cupped by her bra & was hidden inside her pink kurta.
Ajay's thoughts of Nayna were quickly interrupted when an office boy tapped on Ajay’s shoulder from behind asking for his CV. Looking at the office boy, Ajay now could sense the fact that Nayna's interview is about to be over & that Ajay might be called at any moment next.
As the HR called out Ajay's name on the mike, All of them in the hall could hear that out through the speakers but except for Ajay. He was so immersed in gazing Nayna who had recently finished her HR round & who was now walking back to her seat.
She did not seem to be the Nayna who had walked into the cabin sometime back.From her smile, I could sense that she has managed to burst the dark clouds that were surrounding her.
As she reached closer to her seat. Ajay's eyes were magnetically drawn into Nayna & his excitement creeped further when he caught a glimpse of her clean shaven armpits that were exposed on air when she was trying to tie her rippled hairs to a shape of bun. The very next moment Ajay had slipped into a thought of embracing her clean-shaven pits with his pink tongue and soft nose.
Morning @ 11:05am
I had kept a count on the calls that were called out for Ajay. By now HR had called Ajay's name for the fourth time and it was the fourth call that had brought him...
