7th Scene of Hyderabad Stunns!!

Andha neram andhi neram kann paarthu kandhalaagi pona neram edho aache.... Hosanaaaa!!! One of the beautiful melodius fast nos. from VTV running in my 5.1 when I am typing this... Got to start for Dharga and Kandhakottam in a while, while i am stealing few mins to hit some keys on my keyboard...

Switching back to Hydi... (We have a colleague in J.Chan's homeland with the same name.. Heard from Shantosh that she looks awesome) :-) OK. After travelling along the loooongest flyover in India (Asia??), we guyz (I vaguely remember we were 7 persons and all boys / males... ) reached directly to the place where the interviews need to be conducted. The address was absolutely accurate and very specific making it easy for us to plot the location. I cant stop thinking the guy and thanking him who gave us the address for taking the care to include even minute details like which apartment, its name and floor etc. Very soon, I need to thank the same person for reminding me the difference between an accurate information and a correct data! The address was absolutely wrong...

Started wandering and tried to get hold of the SPOC person for this interview in Hyd and couldnt succeed for a while... Again I cant stop thinking the same guy whom I thought of thanking a while earlier... Somehow got the person on line and got the 'correct' address. Soft-luck, the correct things, most of the times, stay very close to the wrong things and in our address it is proved true... The correct address is just opposite to the accurate one!

Omana penne  from VTV is the current track in my MP3 player. Why cant someone find an higher award better than Oscars n Grammies for our ever-humble Mozart yaar... He keeps mesmerizing us with his magical melodies... Switching back, then we went in and settled 'Down'... The interview centre was more of an institute/consultancy... My quick (and hurried) instinct immediately decided that this place is not fit for an interview for my company because not a centrally airconditioned building, no hydraulic chairs, no glass doors with blinds and yes there were lot of dust, good enough to cover you up. Somehow. as asual, got settled with that, since the cleaning was done very quickly and thoroughly... I went and occupied the room of the Chairperson of the consultant/institute. The room was very good and posh. Thus my interview sessions started, and a flash of thought inside me - for me it is a matter of just a questioning session, for my company its a matter of a good resource but for the person on the other side, it could even be life... Sometimes, you become the weapon of God to decide one's life whom you ever know... I breathed in deeply and the blinds in the side window kept moving with some random rhythm...