A page from my personal diary

Pretty well things had happen inbetween the feeling of embrassment and happiness. Iam new to Duabi. I cooked oats and tomato rice (Hope it tastes good). Me and My Husband left our room, he to his office and I to Our Own Indian School. As per our earlier conversation, we were of the opinion that Our Own Indian School was near to his office. I steped into the school, the security guard offered me his help and I went and gave my resume to the secretary.She spoke well and greeted me with an "All the best".

My Husband asked me to give a call to Ms.Vanitha as I entered the school. But I called her after giving my resume. To my surprize, I was in the wrong school, where I approached the right way. The school's name was "OUR OWN ENGLISH HIGH SCHOOL". And I was looking for "OUR OWN INDIAN SCHOOL".

I called vanitha, and was instructed the school was in AL QUOZ. I remembered, My Husband's friend showing the place where I could get a taxi. I remembered it, But I couldn't cross the road for a long while so I stopped a taxi which is near by. He sighed that he would stop a little far away from the place where I stood.

Now, I had to go back to Silver sands I, to take another copy of my resume for the school, where i'm supposed to give. I said " BUR DUB AI - NEAR TO HOTEL RAMADA - SILVER SANDS I". He said ok. After 5 minutes I asked him, If he could wait for a minute in silver sands and take me to Al Quoz to the Indian school. He nodded. I was thinking that its going to cost too much today, the traffic is also heavy. The driver then spoke to me " ARE U AN INDIAN" I said yes and he then asked "DO U KNOW HINDI" I replied No. He then continued, which part of India you are from "MUMBAI"? I replied "No, from Tamilnadu and i don't know hindi". I then asked him "WHERE ARE U FROM?" He said "PAKISTHAN". I was terrified because i was of the opinion Pakisthanies don't like Indians. I said to my heart God where have You out me in. I replied "Great". He continued "WHAT DO YOU SPEAK THEN" I replied "Tamil".

He missed the way to Silver sands, so he asked, should I take left. I replied " I don't know".With suprise he asked " YOU DON'T KNOW THE PLACE WHERE YOU LIVE" I asked to take left as i thought so. He continued where i should drop in Al Quoz. I said " in Indian school".

Driver: are U going to pick your children
Anisha: I am applying a job there
Driver: How come you are in Dubai?
Anisha : My husband works here in ENOC
Driver: ENOC is a good company
By the time we reached silver sands, I saw the meter, It was 15.50 Dhs.
Anisha : Please stop here for a minute and I'll be back
Driver: Alright Maam

I went running to the room, to take another resume. When I came back the meter stood in the same price - 15.50 Dhs. I thought I'm great I came so fast. we started again for Indian school.

Anisha : Do you Know Hindi?
Driver: Yes to some extent
Anisha: What do you speak in your home land?
Driver: Afgan Language (that information was new to me)
Anisha: Your family lives in Pakisthan?
Driver: Yes, since three months I'm here

I noticed him stopping the meter at every signal. (I felt great... i said sorry to my heart about my opinion for Pakisthanies). But when it took time for more than 40 minutes travelling to reach Al Quoz, I was scared. We also crossed a toll gate of Dubai (which increased my fear - I said to my heart "I would have left him in Silver sands") But After sometime I saw a board written as Al Quoz (I said to my heart - you idiot how can you think this way). He dropped me in the school. I paid him just 31 Dhs after travelling for more 80 minutes. I said thanks and entered the school.

I met the secretary and gave the resume. Then I went to the Receptionist and requested her to call Ms.Vanitha from the primary department that i wish to meet her.

She asked me which Vanitha i need to meet. I smiled and asked her if there are two vanitha's? I I said " i just have her number to find her". The receptionist replied me that there is only one Vanitha and she is not a teacher but a helper for children in the primary department.
My face turned yellow and pale. I had no words to reply, so i smiled. The Receptionist's look was different and she seemed to ignore my presence. Ms.Vanitha came and the receptionist said
" Vanitha here is a guest waiting for you"

I turned to her simply said "THANKS I GAVE MY RESUME" and started walking towards the exit door. After I took few steps, i heared Vanitha calling me "maam". I turned and I felt her face had an inferior expression on my attitude towards her position. She started " maam i'm working here as an aaiya for the primary department. I spoke with our principal about you. I wish you should get here a job. I then gave her a deep smile and said "Thank You". She offered me to have a cup of coffee. I said I had to go. I said bye and came back.

I took a taxi and this time I was very quite and i don't want to have a conversation with anyone. So i called my husband, told what had happened. He started laughing for more than 2 minutes. But he told something which i remember forever....

"PEOPLE LIKE VANITHA HAVE A GOOD HEART SO THEY MAY HAVE MORE POWER OF REFERENCE THAN A TEACHER" After that i realized her statement "I work for the primary department in Indian School" - (she never mentioned that she is a teacher, but i was the one who took it that way as she was very well dressed). I said to my heart that i should appreaciate her helping tendency.

I called her and asked her to stay in touch, even if i'm not offered with a job there. But she then replied "maam here the vacancies are more, i believe you are a capable candidate. Please do not lose your confidence" I replied "thanks - as i didn't have any other words to speak"

I met Ms. Vanitha a couple of days back in Spinneys, a departmental store near silver sands I.