Circular reference

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nepotism

Understanding the “parchi” method. Ever since I have started my professional career, I have noticed the overwhelming trend of recruiting through “parchi” also commonly referred to as “Reference/ Source”.

Just look at how far this disease has crippled our society here
There is usually no trace of merit on entry level positions as people are hired for various reasons other than merit. On a slightly higher rung up the corporate ladder, organisations are now realising the demerits of the parchi system. A lot of times people hired through recommendations do not pull their weight and breed inefficiency with in the company.
The newer reference system is slightly better as employers do not like to rely upon unknown references for a candidate, they need to know someone personally who can vouch for them.

I write from my experience working here and the middle east.

The employment system is gradually evolving, lets hope the next step arrives sooner rather than later.
How did you end up in your current job? Reference or merit?

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Flash Fiction- I can’t read

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“So tell me about yourself”

“What do you want to know?”

“Anything,”  she smiled brushing a strand behind her ears “and everything!”

“Well, ” I cleared my throat “I was born and brought up here, my parents are also from here”

“This isn’t a job interview” She interjected

“Actually madam,” I replied “It is”

The lady who introduced herself as Maham picked up my CV for the umpteenth time, glanced at it again and said “Alright, what do you bring to the table”

“Well my CV is here so..”

“We both know that CVs do not truly project your complete image, so I ask again Mr. Anjum, what can you give to this organisation that the other five applicants for this job can’t?”

I was a little flustered, and getting annoyed. This question completely put me off. The interview had been highly unorthodox, she had almost completely ignored my CV, it was feeling more like an interrogation than a job interview. On top of that she was a really hard person to read, some interviewers put you at ease and others keep you on your toes; she was switching between the two modes very frequently, I didn’t know what to say. I had had enough,

“Madam my CV pretty much describes the person I am and what I bring to the table. I am a honest hard working person who hasn’t stolen anything in my life. I can’t understand what you are trying to ask, I came here for a job interview, but you make it feel like an interrogation. Thank you for your time!” I replied angrily as I got up to leave the room.

“Honesty! How refreshing Mr. Anjum, the other five people just put on fake smiles and made hollow promises,” Maham said as I reached the door.

I stopped at the door, still pissed at this lady who had given me a headache in just half an hour.

“The job is yours if you want it, any questions?”

Atleast it wasn’t all for nothing.

“Umm what kind of assistance will be required to provide?”

“Just routine secretarial work like handling correspondence with clients, filing and so on.”

“The ad said that  special secretarial duties would be required… what does that mean?” I asked bracing myself for the worst like carrying out personal errands for her.

“Well Mr. Anjum, ” She hesitated for the first time in our meeting.

“I can’t read.” She replied red faced