Every day as I wake up with a hope that its gonna be a good day, just when I thought everything was ok, there comes the uproar of my parents… “what the hell do you think you are doing with your life?”,”you have been jobless for the past few months?”, “don’t you have any aim in your life?”,”you have just been drinking,eating and sleeping. Don’t you have anything else to do?” blah blah blah….. I sometimes think that mothers and fathers are only meant for this.[there are also situations where one supports you and the other takes the double role for crucification] I try to control my temper and remain silent, but everything gets to my nerves. And eventually I spill up my mind for relief. Why do they do it? Thinking about the hours of torment that I have to go through like this, I decide, let’s go out and socialize with people around.
You meet some one and after your name, the very next thing they do is, “ASK WHAT YOU DO?”. You say you have just finished your bachelor’s degree and they just don’t shut up with that. Do they? They need to know whether you have got a job. Ah then comes all those cruel and tormenting questions. “how come you didn’t get a placement?”,”was’t there any placements at your college?”,”what are you going to do now?”, with a little bit of struggle, you divert the topic. Sometimes you can read from their faces, the aversion towards a person not getting a campus placement. I mean, what do they think? Do they think we are dump. We know that we have more grounds to venture.[I am not against people who get through campus placement. I am happy for them. I know that they have worked a lot to reach where they are. I know that they have their own problems. They might even have to wait almost an year to get that call. Still they do have something to hang on]. Then all you can see is sympathy for these jobless people in their eyes. And they never forget to give you their piece of advice and the stories of victory in their lives. I just hate it. I mean, they could have been jobless once right. They might have gone through the same plight. Still they just don’t learn from their mistakes. People who are righteous always learn from their mistakes. But majority never does. When socializing this way becomes more disheartening, you take refuge again at home.
When you enter, in the distance you can see the face of your mother ready to jump right at you. You run way at the best speeds and land right in front of the laptop or pc. Ohhhh…what a relief? During my exams, I used to curse those people who found volumes and volumes of stuff regarding pc’s and laptops. But today I truly value their invention. There lies the peace I needed till now. I open up the internet and there is my window of opportunities. Oh I never felt this good ever. I type,” B.tech fresher openings/ programmer opening/ job opportunities” and what do I get? A thousand different links. I am thrilled. I could find the solutions to all my problems here. I build up my patience and start trying them one by one. The first link say you require 2 years experience. The next one says 1 year’s exp. I don’t lose my hope. After all there are so many other links to go through right. I go through each and every link and of the thousand and lakhs of links I just went through,I might find only just a 100 links that offer you a job. I just don’t understand the logic. You get a job if you are experienced. But unless someone give you a job, how can you even be experienced ? give an opportunity and we will show you what we are made of? Of the 100 jobs we found, nearly 75 of them require you to give them a lump sum to give you that experience you desire. Even if u find a job that suits you, then begins the wait. The wait for the call, the wait for the interview, the wait for the result and finally they say, “better luck next time”. Its okk. Atleast we got something to try out for. Finally you understand that you didn’t get the job because you weren’t good. U didn’t get it because for the 25 jobs that remained, nearly lakhs of people applied. They go through your same situation right. So I don’t mind if someone else gets the job i applied for. You are happy because that person just ended his plight and sad because yours just became more severe. With all those frustration, I close the laptop. There goes my last ray of hope. My day comes to an end. I am still there where I started from. I decide to go to bed. I pray that prayer which has become almost byheart, “please god help me find a job and escape from this torment”. I close my eyes. I hope that tomorrow is going to be a better day and I will be able to find a job. I know that hoping is of no use. But I believe that nothing is impossible and I believe that that day will come soon when my plight will be over as well.
[for all those who are going through this, for all those who have gone through this and for all those who will be going through this soon…………………….]
