After a patient full and long wait in Bangalore I was unable to get into a company which promised better package and growth opportunities. I guess I had to pay off, I was a chooser and had turned down a lot of offers in the past few months. So I guess it was the time I had to beat the dust, making things clear and to know where I really belonged. I had appeared before a couple of big hotshot companies and they did turned me down. And this was the first time my ego got hurt. I thought I could clear out every hurdle of my way but then all of a sudden I started questioning whether my basics were right. Two quick dis approvals was very bitter to digest. I could not find whom to blame and was deeply frustrated and tensed. My parents had called me up and told me to return home. I knew that if I would return home without a proper offer my entire venture of coming down to Bangalore would go down the drain. I needed a find some opportunities and that to fast. I went on registering on various job sites and looked upon various opportunities but I could not find any one. The day of departure was closing by and I could hear the ticking of the time bomb in my mind.
But then it was too late. I tried a few options but all went in vain. I could not accept the failure but then it was the truth that I had to face. I cursed myself for being so choosy, I even fought with GOD and pleaded him to show some mercy on me. But I think GOD had already provided me ample chances and I as an idiot had turned all of them down. So it was I guess a pay back time. Truly speaking I wasn't ready for this, not even in my dreams. My friends tried to console me but it felt good as long as they were near by. As they parted the agony and pain would again rise up inside me more vigorously. I cried a lot but then there was no one to listen and moreover no one was concerned about that. All my dreams and aspirations seemed sinking and with them I sank in the ocean of shame and disgust. It was not because I failed to cleared but was more because I had put my parents money in vain.
I had made my final decision that I had to return back home as there was nothing much left for me to try. I boarded the train early in the morning from Yeshwantpur railway station. As the train passed by Whitefield, K.R.Puram and other close by stations my mind went back in time and remembered the first day I had came to Bangalore. There was a contrasting difference in my attitude in both the times. I cuddled into my side lower seat of the second class compartment, covered my eyes with hand, sobbed a little and eventually dozed of.
I woke up after an hour or such and looked outside. I could see the beautiful mountains and coconut trees. I tried to keep my mind distracted to avoid the depression growing within me. And then a strange thing happened. A boy who seemed similar to my age came near my berth and asked me to make some room for him as his seat was occupied by a group of family members who made the entire compartment seem smaller. I composed myself and allowed him to share my seat. He asked me about my journey. I told him I was returning from Bangalore and was going home after a hectic job search. He too mentioned the same cause but then he told that he was a 3rd year Computer Science Engineering student from BIT Mesra. He had came to Bangalore to sit for an interview for Oracle, a company which we 3-tier colleges dream of. He told that he was ill when the company made the campus visit. After getting well he had mailed the company and asked permission to sit for an interview. The company had called up the guy and had made arrangements of an onsite interview at the company premises. I was shocked to hear this. A company calling up a single guy for an onsite interview!! Wow!!
This really pushed me back into greater depths of depression. I imagined that we 3-tier college students don't have the authority to get into good companies as freshers. We have to have the green card from prestigious institutions such as IITs, NITs or BITs. I thought if I had put in a greater effort at the time of entrance examinations, it would have been a different ball game by know. But then I realized that how hard it was to get admission into the college where I had studied. Burning midnight lamps is not the only solution, one has to have the vision and direction to achieve something in life and that is the thing which I always lacked in my life. I tried to console myself my jotting down my achievements against my failures. But then every time I felt that my failures were at par than my achievements.
I wished I had a golden luck like my friends, but then I was not born and fed with a silver spoon. I had always had a tough time in achieving everything. For me hard work has always been my substitute for luck, but then it does not always pay you back. Sometimes you fail because people out there are more hard working and intelligent than you. Life taught me yet another failure and I have to get up and start going..........
But then it was too late. I tried a few options but all went in vain. I could not accept the failure but then it was the truth that I had to face. I cursed myself for being so choosy, I even fought with GOD and pleaded him to show some mercy on me. But I think GOD had already provided me ample chances and I as an idiot had turned all of them down. So it was I guess a pay back time. Truly speaking I wasn't ready for this, not even in my dreams. My friends tried to console me but it felt good as long as they were near by. As they parted the agony and pain would again rise up inside me more vigorously. I cried a lot but then there was no one to listen and moreover no one was concerned about that. All my dreams and aspirations seemed sinking and with them I sank in the ocean of shame and disgust. It was not because I failed to cleared but was more because I had put my parents money in vain.
I had made my final decision that I had to return back home as there was nothing much left for me to try. I boarded the train early in the morning from Yeshwantpur railway station. As the train passed by Whitefield, K.R.Puram and other close by stations my mind went back in time and remembered the first day I had came to Bangalore. There was a contrasting difference in my attitude in both the times. I cuddled into my side lower seat of the second class compartment, covered my eyes with hand, sobbed a little and eventually dozed of.
I woke up after an hour or such and looked outside. I could see the beautiful mountains and coconut trees. I tried to keep my mind distracted to avoid the depression growing within me. And then a strange thing happened. A boy who seemed similar to my age came near my berth and asked me to make some room for him as his seat was occupied by a group of family members who made the entire compartment seem smaller. I composed myself and allowed him to share my seat. He asked me about my journey. I told him I was returning from Bangalore and was going home after a hectic job search. He too mentioned the same cause but then he told that he was a 3rd year Computer Science Engineering student from BIT Mesra. He had came to Bangalore to sit for an interview for Oracle, a company which we 3-tier colleges dream of. He told that he was ill when the company made the campus visit. After getting well he had mailed the company and asked permission to sit for an interview. The company had called up the guy and had made arrangements of an onsite interview at the company premises. I was shocked to hear this. A company calling up a single guy for an onsite interview!! Wow!!
This really pushed me back into greater depths of depression. I imagined that we 3-tier college students don't have the authority to get into good companies as freshers. We have to have the green card from prestigious institutions such as IITs, NITs or BITs. I thought if I had put in a greater effort at the time of entrance examinations, it would have been a different ball game by know. But then I realized that how hard it was to get admission into the college where I had studied. Burning midnight lamps is not the only solution, one has to have the vision and direction to achieve something in life and that is the thing which I always lacked in my life. I tried to console myself my jotting down my achievements against my failures. But then every time I felt that my failures were at par than my achievements.
I wished I had a golden luck like my friends, but then I was not born and fed with a silver spoon. I had always had a tough time in achieving everything. For me hard work has always been my substitute for luck, but then it does not always pay you back. Sometimes you fail because people out there are more hard working and intelligent than you. Life taught me yet another failure and I have to get up and start going..........