You see me just for few minutes,
Judge me with all those random questions.
You weigh my resume and the reference,
My grades and certificates talk for themselves.
Your first one is “say something about yourself”.
And that’s how I dig a pit to bury myself.
You crush my confidence; pull out my brains,
Make me run through my knowledge’s maze.
You shoot one question after another,
When I think I can’t go any further.
I try my best to just get it right,
But you nail me down with some trivial fact.
You look up and down, and scratch your head,
And stare at me like am a murder suspect.
After all the hardships my brain went through,
You grin; that tells me “Better Luck Next Time, We Don’t Want You”.
~Yuvathi ❤ 🙂