I had recently turned 20, which
according to me was a turning point of my life. No more teenage sagas, time to
get more matured. So I asked myself, Shirin, what do you want to do now that
you are considering yourself a tad more matured? The answer was almost
immediate – I have to get independent. “Yeah, easier said than done mate” said
so my inner self. I have always been a father’s girl, a mother’s friend, a
baby’s sister and everything else. I wanted to get out of the box. So I decided
on getting a job for myself. Dude I am 20. I shouldn’t need to ask my folks for
pocket monies, do I? Here I was job hunting, and there an opportunity knocked
on my doors.
It was a whirlwind of a romance and
the next thing I know is that I am being hired at an efficient IT recruitment
firm in my city. Frankly I had no idea what I was going to do amidst these
experienced blokes sitting around me ticking away on their comps, never
hesitating to pick up the phone, make a call and talk to a complete stranger
like they have known him for ages!! So full of mixed emotions, apprehension,
nervousness, excitement and adventure I started off into the world of Technical
The training part was pretty smooth.
I got to learn things. And pretty things that too. Job posting, learning to use
various portals, studying the requirement, trying to understand it to the
fullest, trying to find suitable resources, making submissions; name it and I
learnt it. All the more, kept an ear open for the fellow recruiters around as
they made calls and talked to candidates. Learn learn learn was the agenda.
Within three days of my joining, I was all set to make my first professional
Keeping aside all the hesitations, I
made that call. Soon I was getting the hang of it. One call became ten. Ten
became twenty. Shirin, girl going on full throttle! One whole week has passed.
I had worked on 2 requirements which seemed like some irrelevant blabber at
first but a thorough research made understanding them a bit easier. All I
wanted to do was get into a good rhythm. Over the weekend, something unexpected
had happened which was about to present itself on Monday.
I wonder why Garfield hates Mondays
in particular. I kind of adore them. That’s when I had gone in to see that
three of the candidates I had submitted for one of the skills – SAP FICO had
been short listed for the first round of interview with our client. The results
were starting to show. It was exhilarating. My senior who had trained me in the
first place, helped me out with scheduling the interviews. The first round is
usually a telephonic round where the HR person conducts a walk-in through the
candidate’s resume. It was my duty to ensure that the concerned candidates take
up the interview at the allotted time. Hence the first round was conducted.
Days passed, two out of the three
candidates were shortlisted for the second round. That being a face to face
one. Things started getting onto a serious note for them. For me it was the
same task of scheduling the interviews, making sure the candidates show up at
the client’s office punctually, a follow up after the interview. I really liked
to follow up with my candidates; making sure that their interview went well. If
not, giving a few soothing words. It made me feel a tad more human. Anyhow,
another candidate was eliminated in the second round. Only one remained. I
never gave a second thought as to what our (his and mine) fate might hold. I
was having conversations with him almost every day. He seemed confident while
getting through the various levels of interview. It must have been a stringent
procedure for him. But hey, this is the professional world. You have to prove
your worth at each and every stage.
On a Thursday morning, a week from
then, I was going about the usual business. Making calls, collecting details. I
had almost completed a month working there and yet I marveled at the things I
could discover every new day. Right when I was on a call, someone tried to
reach out to me. My colleague did me a favor and took the call. It was the
third candidate. I could hear the one way conversation but couldn’t quite
register it. As my friend was done with the call, she had a huge grin plastered
on her face and was waiting for me to get over with my call. Even I was eager.
I wrapped up my call and turned to her for the update.
I had made my first placement!! My
candidate was through all the rounds of interview and he was hired by our
client company. He was going to start within next week. It was a thrilling
piece of news. I had never thought I could reach this point so soon. I was
happy for the guy who got a new job. I was happy for myself too. The next day
our boss e-mailed the team. The first line said “Shirin, welcome to the world