The Language of the GODs

Me attended an interview. An interview for a college admission. There on the other side of the table were the Gods of their subjects sitting to check how minute my knowledge was. There were 3 Gods I guess or errrrrr wait may be, 4. You bet, after such an interview i actually have even forgotten to count. The interview was extremely entertaining, I mean very entertaining for the Gods.

Now as people ask, why did I ever choose to get interviewed by the Gods. I guess the Gods were the ones who called this poor chap (me ofcourse) to the interview. I was ready to accept admission without the interview...:) But they wanted it.

There I was in the cold room, ready to get murdered. The Gods were ready for the kill. It was all about to start. I was sneezing with a bad cold. And the fight began.

The first question "What is your subject of choice? DSP (or) Communication?"
What!!!! I thought there were more subjects in my field of study. Now come on give me more choices.

Me: "Communications"
When on earth did I last study communications? Hmmm… I don’t even remember when!!!!

Then continued a series of questions. My God! all this is Greek! or may be Latin! Not sure what the Gods were talking of. May be its just that they did not start their day well!! Poor Gods! I hope they weren't scolding me. It didn't sound like. A couple of lines here and there were the only things that I understood. Those few sentences were enlightenment for me.

Happy to be out of the room. The interview or rather the fight with the Gods was over. The Gods had defined a new syllabus for me to prepare before I attended the next interview. I left the place with a list of topics to learn.

May be someday I will understand the language of the Gods.