Success is doing what you love and making it a career. But i don't
know who will pay me to drink beer while liking silly memes over
facebook.
Completing graduation didnt guarantee a job in
my case. As a college goer, i used to be quite optimistic about my
career plans. While other girls sat and discussed the recent happenings
with their boyfriends (i am a forever alone), i found myself thinking
and discussing more to what would preferably be a best choice for a
start up career for a B.Com graduate. So with the passage of time i came
up with two possibe conclusions.
- I would work for the first two years after graduation, and with the money made i would give a shot at MBA.
- I would straight away pursue with MBA.
Another option which i heard my friends speak of was pursuing
Masters in Commerce. But as it leads mostly to a career towards the
education side, i was not much interested in it. Ok all fine till
graduation. Good grades, good buddies, enjoying the freedom college life
offered. All was goin good.
Finally the final year results were
declared and i passed out with a whoopin 1st class degree. My happiness
knew no bounds. I was very confident of making it to a good job with
those results.
Year 2011 passed. Me unemployed and highly
frustrated with the way life was shaping up. Not much happened with my
over confident self that year. Meanwhile friends continued with their
higher studies. And the pressure started to build from all sides.
Father: Your friends are already on with their studies. You could as well have taken admission with them into M.com.
Me: I dont want to pursue M.com. I want to do job.
Father: (goes on saying more)
Me: (paying no attention)
A few of my friends had however got into small jobs (not paying
much, but ok for a fresher). I asked them if they could help me out with
something of that sort. And then poured in all sort of excuses like
"oh, one of my relatives helped me get in", "i am not aware of any way
how i could be of your help" and all blah blah blah (mind you, not all
fell under this category). So basically i turned out to be very alone
and secluded over these period of time. Friends being busy with their
new friends, studies, job couldn't make up much time for hangouts and
all. My besties, however comforted me from all such frustration and
asked me to keep applying for jobs ( hum ek hi dali ke chiriya jo the) .
During this periods of lonliness and frustration, I found my
solace in Facebook. Yeah, the most obvious choice. I too am no exception and
like most other people resorted to Facebook to shoo away the aloneness.
It was like a new world, where i met many of my old school friends, who
were also struggling with their careers. Some of them had changed so
much that you couldnt make out through their appearances that it was the
same person whom you knew back at school. Its a common human tendency to
find comfort that you are not the only one going through the same
situation. And facebook offered me no limit of such people. I was like,
"chalo koi toh hai apne jaisa" (Ahaan you heard it right that birds of
same feather flock together). Facebook became a necessity in no time. An addiction. A powerful addiction.
Meanwhile almost a year had passed since i graduated. Now, it was
high time for me and without wasting any more time i decided to go on
with my studies. But here also Mr. Fate had other plans for me. Couldnt
make it to the university on ground of a year gap. Me and Gita (friend)
walked hopelessly over the university and sat down on a bench.
She: Hamara to watt lag gaya!!! (we are doomed).
Me: Yeah, dimag ka dahi ban gaya. Kuch bhi karne jao, jawab ek bara NO hi hota hai ( yeah we are screwed).
That day i went home and sobbed. My father asked me what happened, i explained it all to him.
Baba: Sometimes do hear what your elders have to say.
Me: sobbing (couldnt utter anything) (feeling like it was the end of the world for me)
Within
the next few days, i got myself enrolled in an open university under
the M.Com program (couldn't pursue MBA coz my grades wouldn't allow).
Anyways chalo, got relieved from the questions of the relatives. Felt like
i banged on their mouths. But however the storm inside me hadnt
subsided yet. Shutting up relatives wouldnt shut up the storm inside my head.
Along all this time, i gathered a good knowledge of how and where to apply for prospective
jobs. In one such cases, i got called for an interview. Went for it, got
selected. It was not a big organisation neither was my salary a big
one. But the job was related to my stream and i had scope for learning.
Good Enough.
1st Nov 2012, my first day to office. Slowly but steadily learnt
the various aspects of the job. My Boss, however, was a real pain in the
ass. Abusing was his birthright and shouting on the smallest of the
pretexts, his happiness. One such fine morning, he shouted at me for some
mistake i had done ( Ok you are my boss, you pay me so you got the
right to warn me when i do a mistake. But who gave you the right to hurl
abusive languages at me). On asking my seniors, how they digested such
behaviour i got to know many dark secrets related to the office. My
seniors simply advised me to have patience and concentrate on the work.
But how is a person supposed to concentrate on something which scares
the hell out of him/her. Yeah i was scared of that man after knowing all that
he had done. In the same time i continued to apply for government jobs
as well. No such luck there also. But however my eyes now opened to
a very different perspective about "government jobs". All those lucrative
benifits and aaram, made me think about government jobs in a broader perspective.
Also the fact that it was sometning permanent and the security it
offered made me crave for such jobs. But, my friend, craving doesnot
help with anything. This is India where either you got to be rich or
have a backward class certificate, to march on forward with your dreams.
Since i was none, i had only one option. HARDWORK. In short screw your
brains again.
While all this was happening in my mind, i decided to leave a my
job and give a serious try for government job exams. As a result i
left the job, and joined a coaching centre to pursue my biggest dream.
It has been 4 months since my coaching classes have ended. I am
still preparing for the upcoming exams. Once upon a time i used to be a
very self confident girl. These 2 years had taken away much of my
confidence and replaced it with lessons learnt. I might still not have a
stable job, but as they say do your best and god will do the rest. That
is my plan as of now. Fingers crossed, dreams alive.
Mr. Fate are you listening???? Mera number kab ayega?????
P.S.
A breakup or avoidance from a very closed one during such periods, only
hardens up the situation. But nevertheless, it made me the person i am today. Definitely a better package than yesterday.
