First naukri

When I landed my first job, going to the office was more glamour than work. I had just graduated, and was waiting to figure out what I wanted to do with my life. I was half hoping I would get an important looking envelope saying I had been accepted at some top college abroad to pursue psychology. Instead, I sent my resume to a friend and got an offer from a major BPO company to join their recruitment team. While my peers were lining up at universities for admissions, I was chilling away in an air conditioned office which sprawled over acres of greenery and offered 'American' sounding snacks. This was enough to get me carried away and daydream about . Gradually, as I lost altitude, I realised what a job actually is.

[Solemn music]

So there I was, hitting ground reality and working my way up from the filing room to the interviewing rooms, poring over a hundred employee files, printing and punching photocopies of their documents. All this while wondering what a nutcase I was to pick up this job. 


Nonetheless, there were some highs that compensated for the other bad days. The ching-a-ling sound as my salary got credited at the end of a month, for one.

Gradually I picked up recruiting and moved up the ladder.

I never really understood the significance of our recruiting pressures until much recently. After 10 years’ since my first job.

Now, that I have experienced the working life a little more than as a fresh graduate, I feel the need to put my grasp of the recruiting function into perspective. A bit by bit about everything that I feel and know about recruitment.

In the the next few blogs that would follow, I will attempt to write about recruitment, taking inspiration from different aspects of hiring.

Stuff dreams are made of

Me: I dreamt that i am going to office.
Me again: Nothing surprising here.
Me: In a "popti" green saree.... Driving a convertible called 'cavala rotor'
Me again: Wait.. what?!
And, the office is in a temple's premises...!

I am not sure if i should be happy about the convertible, miserable about being in a saree, dreadful about the shocking green or bummed by the office being in a temple premises.

With this I woke up with a heavy head and hoping that that I didn't just see into the future. I don't think I can work draped in a saree.

As I struggle into my swimming costume to leave for the pool, I pondered over my sense of fashion - jeans and a T-shirt. A sweatshirt on colder days.

I look over at my roomie sprawled in her bed and snoring away the dawn. In couple of hours this human frame will transform into a SFW well-dressed girl, with appropriate make-up, ready to take the workday head-on.

Whereas, I would be chuffed at having woken up early and spent a good hour at workout in the pool. So, not much thought will go into dressing up for work.

I have come a long way with my clothing. But, it still makes my roomie frown and expect much more from me as far as my fashion sense goes.

With these thoughts I dive in and let the cool water wash over me and kick these musings out of my mind.

I have recently started swimming regularly and loving every bit of it. Any form of exercise has always made me happy and calm. However, weight loss has always been elusive. (More on this later.) Since I had learnt swimming in my childhood, I quickly became used to the water and was able to manage on my own without the snarky coach passing demotivating remarks about how I am succeeding with my plans to drown.

Time flies when you are in water. Be it a in a swimming pool or in the shower. You feel you've just entered but the watch has a different story to tell.

The thoughts that I left outside the pool about my disastrous sense of fashion quickly latched on as I climbed out of the water; successfully making me brood on my way back home.

I reach home and I see the transformed humanoid yelling an energetic "good morning" to me. Needless to say, so much love around and it becomes impossible to brood over silly things. I quickly dress up SFW and join my roomie for breakfast. She looks me up head to toe,  and with a hint if an appreciative smile says "someone's dressed up well today!"

Well, what can I say...