Chamu’s 1st interview

Hey readers, it’s been long time I wrote something; thanks to my internet which stopped working for various reasons. Anyways now that I am back, let me tell you something nice. About chamu who has just taken up her 1st interview. Read on…



Nope. It was not her 1st job interview. You know those matrimonial interviews that happens in India, yea the bringing the tray types. I am bringing you the exclusive conversations that happened including the fluctuations in experiences of pre, post and what happens in such interviews and how our chamu handled and is still handling it.


Pre-interview day:



“Uncles and Athe will come on Saturday itself” declared chamu’s mom. But why trouble them thought chamu. “Did you iron the saree?” she asked again. Chamu wanted to wear salwar but dad would not agree. “Saree and that’s it” he told chamu. “Yes amma, saree is ironed and ready. Also the blouse is ironed. The small jewels are ready and kept at one place. Please tell me if there is anything else I should do” yelled chamu. Thanks to the rainy weather her voice was gone. “You had to fall sick at this time only huh?” almost scolded chamu’s athe. Now how can she take control on that? “What will you do if they ask you to sing?” athe wouldn’t stop. “Is that a prelim round for Indian Idol version 4?” chamu thought but dare she utter that. She giggled all by herself.


That night her cell was bombarded by messages by cousins and best friends wishing her best of luck and to be herself, the confident and chirpy gal that she is all the time.


By the time she opened her eyes it was already Sunday.


Million $ question of the day: “what if they ask you to sing?”


The D-Day:


“Chamu, get up on your right. Make sure you do a Namaste to lord Ganesha” instructed uncle. “Yes uncle” chamu said.


Saree was draped. Jewels were put. No make-up was the mantra. After all this chamu sat by the window waiting for them to arrive, it was 10:45am and they were scheduled to arrive by 11:15am. The only advantage the girl gets here is to watch the madhumaga first than him watch her. Thanks to the window she thought.


The car arrived. She could recognize the aunty who was playing the common friend role here. So many people but the madhumaga still wasn’t to be seen. Finally chamu saw him. He is wearing jeans and a nice shade. He will surely not like the saree look chamu confirmed the pallu again in the mirror now. Wasting no time she ran to the kitchen. All of them came inside but he dint athe said. “Why?” was chamu’s question. “He is over the phone, must be he is very busy. Work et el” exclaimed athe. “Busy? On a Sunday? well ok” chamu kept quiet because there was nothing she could tell and nothing would be understood even if she did.


All the introductions happened and the situation was still now. “Take the tray” athe said. “Huh, tray? Please not that. That would be very formal. Aunty has told me to behave as if some friend has come to visit me” chamu almost cried. “That’s the custom. Now do not argue, take the tray of water and keep it on the table. Do not talk anything else” athe again instructed.


“Aunty is below the switch board, next to her is a kid, next is your to-be athe, after her is your to-be maava, then his chikappa and then the madhumaga, finally his chikamma. Your dad has left his king chair for you magale. Oh my god you’re sweating. Don’t be tensed. It’s just a phase of life” said uncle. That added some amount of confidence. Indeed she was sweating. The girl who was sometime an RJ and loves the stage was sweating. That’s the hard reality of life.


Chamu reluctantly took the tray and reached the living hall. Her eyes were on the tray and the 6 glasses of water. She kept the tray and looked to her right. She saw the aunty and all she could think of was “How are you aunty?” thank god aunty eased the situation by telling “I am fine, please sit down”


That was a sigh of relief for poor chamu. She sat and wiped that last trace of sweat from her face. Aunt said that she will introduce all of them starting from the person who was adjacent to her. She started off with chikamma and her name which chamu could hardly remember. “This is ***********” chamu did not understand what the madhumaga said and while she was telling hello to him, she realized that she had forgotten to greet the chikamma well.


For the next set of people she greeted with folded hands along with a Namaste. All what followed next was talks about the educations of the uncles and aunties, thats is when they finished their education, and not to forget about Obama & his outsourcing. “Hello what about us?” thought chamu. As if aunty heard that she asked chamu what was the branch she studied and next question was for the madhumaga.


"Elec and Comm"!!! "Computer Science"



Again it was uncles and aunties who stole the show. The girl and the boy had to just listen and thats it.



Chamu observed lot of things. That the madhumaga is very close to his chikamma. He would not even get up and keep the plate and glass on the table. Was he very lazy? who knows. His chikappa has a great sense of humour. His mom loved kids and his dad very silent.


Chamu’s sister came from her tuitions and it looked liked every one was waiting for her. Poor kid wondered if people had come to see her akka or her.


Time just ticked away like that and finally it was over.


Million $ question of the day: “chamu jasti mathadalla ansute?”


Post- interview phase:


Everyone liked the madhumaga and his family. Mom asked chamu and she said “More than him I liked the family especially his chikamma and his mom” The only question in chamu’s mind is “Will he say yes?”


And every time she asks that question she remembers what her CEO told her few months back “you have such great personal skills, you will get a great life partner” and she smiled.


Million $ question of the day or let’s say days: “Is it a success?”.


Positive or Negative, madhumaga will always be remembered!!


 End of story part 1 –


Once the results are out I shall share the story part 2.