So that is that.I’ve decided to do my 6 months Industrial Training from Grand Hyatt.Grand Hyatt it is.
The ambiguity surrounding the IT scenario started back in October.One fine evening The Dragon Lady calls a few of us out of classroom.As we stand petrified outside her door with ‘What-in-the-world-is-this-about’ stares, she calls us inside and informs us in the gravest of tones that we have been shortlisted as candidates to the IT Program from Dubai mainly the Jumeirah property.Smiles of glee,handshakes exchanged.We gave in out Curriculum Vitae the next day and nothing more was spoken.Note all of these events took place back in the month of October.
January comes.All the students are in the search for a property which would take them in.Things are as rosy as ever we are told by The Dragon Lady.I sleep in peace.
February comes.Stil no news.Taj,Oberois start with their interviews.We the Jumeirah-Aspirants look at the skies above and earth beneath and leave it at that.Why ?Things are still rosy.Remember?
March starts with a growl and ends with a purr.Nothing said.Nothing heard.The Dragon Lady snaps at queries.I sense some rotten fish lying around.In addition,the much advertised Dubai Derby Program gets cancelled.The best part is the so called chosen ones didnot even come to know this.They waited,some are still waiting I believe.Check the calender morons!!!
April drew its first blood and I decided that I’ve had it.
Hell with the Dragon Lady.You are pathetic.You have no sense of professionalism.You are the worst thing in the whole faculty cum official cadre I’ve ever come across in my entire life.You do not have it in your entire pea sized brain to answer a simple Yes/No question.You deserve to rot in the worst gutters and I sincerely hope and prey you do.Oh yes I do.
I’ve waited and watched till the glorius evening of April 4 2008 and this is it.The interviews for Grand Hyatt are at 4pm on 9th April.Keep your fingers on both hands and feet crossed !
UPDATE:Update:
Guess who called me today ?None other than Keni!!!I attend the call,am at a loss at the introduction,(“Arun who?” )And then he finds it in his brains to say Keni which instatantaneously bursts many a little balloons inside the head.I jump,I yelp.Do I miss him?DO I miss him???One of those vestiges of good times spent at BBB.He is thinking of joining up for HM after Std 12.Part of me wanted him to be here in Mumbai,the other warily warning him of what to expect,I think I gave him quite enough matter to brood on.
To the uninitiated,Arun aka Keni was technically my junior at school ,a gem of a human being.We didn’t really get to spent much time together because I passed out of school in the 3 months.He is from Kenya AND is a Keralite by birth.So long!
