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hrough the large glass windows, illuminating every corner of the room and reflecting off the polished wooden desk in front of me. The s

-to-back meetings and an ever-growing to-do list. Yet, among all the tasks that dema

tic schedule turned into a streamlined operation, and I couldn't afford to make the wrong choice. Despite the long list of tasks vying for my time, I decided to handle the interview

ell and I asked him to send the can

and the first can

aker questions-her background, qualifications, and experiences. Her answers were adequate, but her voice wavered, and she struggled to maintain eye contact. Confidence, I thought to myself, is non-negotiable in this role. Despite

n. At first, I was intrigued, but as the interview progressed, a nagging feeling of unease began to creep in. Her answers felt rehearsed, almost too perfect, and there were moments when I suspected s

ng, my patience was wearing thin. I leaned back in my chair and rubbed my temples, the tension in my head building with each passing moment. Would I find the righ

ts deliberate. She was very beautiful. She wore a navy-blue blouse and a neatly pressed black skirt that ended just above her knees. Her long, dark hair was tied back in a sim

n Varma," she said, her

mile. "Good morning. Please, have a seat," I rep

impressive. She had completed her Master's in Computer Applications from a reputed university and had two years of managerial experience at a t

I said, leaning forward slightly. I was

thoughtful. "After completing my MCA, I joined a tech start-up as an assistant manager. It was a challenging role, but it taught me how to handle multiple responsibilities

sense of purpose that was refreshing. Unlike the candidates who came before h

b?" I asked, eager to un

something extraordinary," she said. "Your company is innovative and growing, and I believe I can contribute by ensuring your s

pretence, no attempt to flatter. She had taken the time to understand what this role entailed and had t

and precise. She spoke about a time when her team faced a critical deadline, and the workflow was in complete disarray. She had taken the initiative to reorganize tasks, prioritize delive

ared a few practical ideas, ranging from better meeting coordination to creating a centralized system for tracking t

to articulate her ideas. Meera exuded a quiet confidence that was both reassuring and inspiring. She didn't just answer my qu

knew I had found the right person for the job. Clos

m looking for," I said, my voice firm but warm. "I'd like to

"Yes, Mr. Arjun Varma. I'd be honoured t

and. She rose from her chair and shook my hand

morning melted away, replaced by a quiet excitement. For the first time that day, I felt optimistic about t