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| SPA DELHI II |  |
Permanent job in SPA remained an attraction.. It had gone deep into subconscious plane of one's existence and made a permanent residence there.
'whatever you may say brother
I want the Gold-made Deer !
....... ...... .......... ...........
That breath taking and nimble footed
That Golden deer, .... dear.
Why the unobtainable elusive one
keeps pulling me near ? not clear !' ..... (R N Thakur.)
After the second rejection of permanent entry into the gated enclave, one remained content with the consolation option in the periphery. This largesse was given to me by Prof.Religion and Late Prof Brave-heart.
They had called me and asked, " would you work as an R.A. No ?" - Sure Sir, my pleasure.
This astonishing pre-job interview was pretty brief. An ad hoc, temporary Research Associate ship would be no mean achievement. Main job of the Research Associate was to set up research questions and identify various 'OBJECT' s of inquiry to build up a P.G. course content. But this fantastic job would also allow bossing over some students and frolicking with others in the lurch in and around the canteens, and even hitting lofty sixers from the top of the water tank to break glass panes, as attractive fringe benefits.
The interview however was not complete and even after the letter was issued, it seemed to continue to assess me as the 'SUBJECT'.
"Can you prepare the base maps quickly No ?"
- Yes Sir
"Could you identify the historic areas on the maps No?"
'whatever you may say brother
I want the Gold-made Deer !
....... ...... .......... ...........
That breath taking and nimble footed
That Golden deer, .... dear.
Why the unobtainable elusive one
keeps pulling me near ? not clear !' ..... (R N Thakur.)
After the second rejection of permanent entry into the gated enclave, one remained content with the consolation option in the periphery. This largesse was given to me by Prof.Religion and Late Prof Brave-heart.
They had called me and asked, " would you work as an R.A. No ?" - Sure Sir, my pleasure.
This astonishing pre-job interview was pretty brief. An ad hoc, temporary Research Associate ship would be no mean achievement. Main job of the Research Associate was to set up research questions and identify various 'OBJECT' s of inquiry to build up a P.G. course content. But this fantastic job would also allow bossing over some students and frolicking with others in the lurch in and around the canteens, and even hitting lofty sixers from the top of the water tank to break glass panes, as attractive fringe benefits.
The interview however was not complete and even after the letter was issued, it seemed to continue to assess me as the 'SUBJECT'.
"Can you prepare the base maps quickly No ?"
- Yes Sir
"Could you identify the historic areas on the maps No?"
- Yes Sir
"You are quite clever No ?"
- Thank you Sir.
"But why Prof. Shafi called you a nincompoop!!"
- Sir, what do I do, that day he was dozing as I explained the plan and he had to wake up suddenly. But he is very sweet Sir,
"Tell me is it an Urdu word No ?"
- No Sir, it is English only.
But there were some other important research questions too that came intermittently :
"So what are your plans No ?"
- well, I don't know Sir.
"So what about your parents no !"
- They are alright Sir.
"Ok, we don't pay well now but I'm sure you'll do better No ?"
- I don't know
You like sweets very much No ? -Yes Sir.
You should dress up better No?- Sir I quite like it this way.
"No no."-- (silence)
"you don't want to go to America No "
- Yes Sir, Very much .
"Have you applied for scholarships No ?" -- My grades are not good enough Sir!
"Can you cook no ?"
- Only fish curry Sir ...
"How do you manage ? you are living here alone. No?"
- No sir.
"You mean you are living with someone .... !!!! ??? No.... ?"
- Yes Sir
(now my dear Prof. 'Religion' was quite scandalized)
"Oh Noooo.... "
-( smile)
"Oh No.... "
-Yes Sir, I am with my friend.
But is that alright no ?
- Absolutely Sir, My friend cooks the rice.
"Oh I see that's nice, but (rather sheepishly) who is that no?"
- Sir HE is my classmate only.
'Oh thank God, (relieved) that's good No ?
-Well he does a good job Sir.
So, why not sometimes have dinner at our place, no?
- Sure sir.
Was I like some sort of a dummy who could be used to practice the questions to be asked to interview prospective grooms for deserving dames? Because, a bearded, haggard-ish looking young wanderer could not have been an object of desire for any dignified 'daught'.
But, notwithstanding such peculiar speculations, I knew, Prof.'Religion' and Prof.'Brave-heart' had some genuine soft corner for me since the time they had interviewed me for Urban Design PG admission years before. I had told them I love narrow- narrow streets and bazaars etc. among many other flaneur like declarations.
"You are quite clever No ?"
- Thank you Sir.
"But why Prof. Shafi called you a nincompoop!!"
- Sir, what do I do, that day he was dozing as I explained the plan and he had to wake up suddenly. But he is very sweet Sir,
"Tell me is it an Urdu word No ?"
- No Sir, it is English only.
But there were some other important research questions too that came intermittently :
"So what are your plans No ?"
- well, I don't know Sir.
"So what about your parents no !"
- They are alright Sir.
"Ok, we don't pay well now but I'm sure you'll do better No ?"
- I don't know
You like sweets very much No ? -Yes Sir.
You should dress up better No?- Sir I quite like it this way.
"No no."-- (silence)
"you don't want to go to America No "
- Yes Sir, Very much .
"Have you applied for scholarships No ?" -- My grades are not good enough Sir!
"Can you cook no ?"
- Only fish curry Sir ...
"How do you manage ? you are living here alone. No?"
- No sir.
"You mean you are living with someone .... !!!! ??? No.... ?"
- Yes Sir
(now my dear Prof. 'Religion' was quite scandalized)
"Oh Noooo.... "
-( smile)
"Oh No.... "
-Yes Sir, I am with my friend.
But is that alright no ?
- Absolutely Sir, My friend cooks the rice.
"Oh I see that's nice, but (rather sheepishly) who is that no?"
- Sir HE is my classmate only.
'Oh thank God, (relieved) that's good No ?
-Well he does a good job Sir.
So, why not sometimes have dinner at our place, no?
- Sure sir.
Was I like some sort of a dummy who could be used to practice the questions to be asked to interview prospective grooms for deserving dames? Because, a bearded, haggard-ish looking young wanderer could not have been an object of desire for any dignified 'daught'.
But, notwithstanding such peculiar speculations, I knew, Prof.'Religion' and Prof.'Brave-heart' had some genuine soft corner for me since the time they had interviewed me for Urban Design PG admission years before. I had told them I love narrow- narrow streets and bazaars etc. among many other flaneur like declarations.
Research Associates, however are nomadic creatures. They leave in some time. And often fly far away to distant lands of dream like migratory birds. I had to leave one day
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