Fault of being Reticent

Chapter- 1 An interview~ A battle

~Always follow your Inner voice whenever you are nervous about your life.~

"That interviewer is very strict", said a guy to the other.

They were amongst the candidate who were called for the interview, just like me. The guy in yellow shirt was sharing his interview experience with the red shirt guy. I also wanted to ask him but decided against it and dropped the idea because of the two reasons firstly, I didn't like talking to strangers and secondly which was more stronger than the former one; I did not want to lose my self confidence and waste energy in asking him. I was already very much stressed and I certainly had no intention of doing that.

I will face it myself... Right?

Yeah, right.

I can do it.

I inhaled a deep breathe and exhaled in frustration. How long will they make us wait?

The nervousness level that was present inside me had already reached to its highest level and this WAITING FOR MY TURN was frightening me more.

There were several questions popping up in my mind like:

How will I clear this interview ?

Will I be able to qualify?

What if they reject me?

How will I face them? etc etc.

Stop freaking out, you will do good in there, a said an enthusiastic voice inside my mind.

"Miss Ananya? Ananya Seth?", A women called out my name eventually bringing me back to the reality. She had sweet and charming look on her face which was itself a bit relieving. Actually seeing someone smiling at a point where you are extremely afraid, where you keep fighting a battle inside you to stay strong, to stay confident but in reality you are no near to it and then someone's smile brings a hope inside you. Well, I was experiencing the same and this lady was helping me through her encouraging smile.

"Y-yes I am", i said getting up from chair.

"Come! Its your turn", she said in an enthusiastic smile, an instructing way to follow her. I obeyed and silently followed her to the devil's room. Well, yes! They were devils for the persons like me, you see i hadn't met them but I, still, was afraid. What a power they had i must say.

Concentrate, Ana! Concentrate.

Oh yeah, i was suppose to concentrate, yeah i agree. After walking around miles and miles, well, it appeared to me like that where in reality it was only 20 metres or so, she stopped in front of a white door gesturing me to go inside.

Phew so this is it. Finally i am going to give an interview. Make it fast god, will you?

I silently prayed and looked at the woman who escorted me here she smiled and opened her mouth to say something "All the best".

Oh her golden words. Are they really helping?

I passed her a thankful smile before she left.

My hands were wet with the unwanted sweat. I realised that the file in my hand was wet too. Was i that much nervous? I swiped my hands on my shirt's fabric in order to make them dry.

Oh god! how will I face them if I behave like this, like a complete idiot.