Bowled Out by Interrogator's
I was bowled out in a 20 minutes session by seven member (bowling team) Staff of our department; on the D-Day i.e. the project presentation day. It is a D-Day for the entire batch when (the two gr8 S’s [Sha and San]) are the invigilator’s (rather the interrogators) who would go through the nooks and corner of our project to find out nothing other than faults.
I was the first one to start the batting (presentation) session. The bowling team was in front of me all ready to try out their googlies and their swings to return me to the pavilion. I went into the pitch ( presentation area ; with the latest projector our department bought showering lights on the white board as if it was the flood lights in a stadium for the day and night match ) and I was the first one to bat ( start the presentation ).
I had my Bat (floppy containing my sleepless work; our presentation) I inserted it into the drive of that good old computer which knows nothing other than to crash ,with prayers to all the gods that I know to please make it crash . But (UN)fortunately it did not happen and that thing was running perfectly like no time before. I started bribing all gods with coconut and lots of puja’s if this thing went off well and our batch came out successfully scoring at least pass mark.
I started our presentation. “Our project is LARCON i.e. the Land Reconnaissance Vehicle”…Boom! Came the first comment “Your voice is not so loud please make it louder”…Gotcha! Was the expression from the Bowlers end. I tried to make my sound as much louder as possible the next time “Our project is Land Reconnaissance Vehicle”…Boom! Then came the next comment “Which language are you speaking?”…Oops what did I do wrong this time...I got depressed this time… (I was confident that I could make a presentation well enough to impress whomsoever; but now it was getting shattered)…I became dumb folded ...That single question hit me hard and shattered...my heart…my confidence …and the rest of the courage that I have hardly accumulated…I stopped presentation abruptly…I could only see the Opposite bowling team celebrating after getting their first wicket…but I stood their and continued presentation for hardly 6 more slides when I was decided OUT! For a HOWZZAT!!!! …from the Mighty Interrogators."Next !" please present the rest .
The whole team got whole out for less than 20 slides the rest of slides were just run through each time the interrogators demanded the microampere and microvolt of each junction in the printed circuit board. The whole team was collapsing, while I was sitting in the middle of the pitch still unable to make out what had happened...
Right then I heard a Question from the bowling team “What is this Reconnaissance thing?”……...What!!!...What was I explaining to them if they couldn’t understand what I was talking about “Reconnaissance”...I tried to start again “An inspection or exploration of an area, especially one made to gather military information.” With the Dictionary definition .But it was too late...the damage was already done…
After that interrogation they wanted to know all about the IC’s and even the grandfather’s of the IC’s and their anatomy and psychology and all the stuff. I had to raise the white flag to surrender before the Mightiest TEAM of our college.
