The story of a job seeker in India

In reference to the current social media troll trend, the life of a job seeker:

Job Application
Satisfactory job

“A professional is born today”, roars your heart while staring at your degree certificate. What an inexplicable feeling. After years of hard work and countless sleepless nights, you earned this very piece of paper which is the key to your prosperous future. And now you ‘deserve’ a legit time-out. So for a good couple of months, a celebration spree occurs which comprises of all the luxuries you were restrained from earlier.

Job Application:
You settle down and finally that old acquaintance, ‘LinkedIn’, comes to picture. Say hello to the old you smirking back at you peeking right from that circular profile window. It might have taken an eternity to even remember the password, but then your friend in need, ‘Google’ always gets your back. But now what? You sort out the 10 best agencies in the world and you stalk them everywhere possible to find that one small link that can help you to get in. During such times Facebook has proven to be the biggest distraction. You are joyfully scrolling down engrossed in stalking those best firms of the world when suddenly; you find that ultimate cute video of a kitten rescued by a kind nomad couple. Now you just get that sudden urge to look for more baby animal videos and you hit YouTube for a retreat to your eyes. After being soaked in a massive guilt of getting distracted, suddenly you realize that your eyes are tired with the excessive screen time and you plan to continue the work tomorrow.

After constant contemplation, you conclusively begin with the extensive process of job applications, i.e. building a CV, sorting out companies that are open to hire, mailing your CV, calling just to inform about your CV, and waiting for that one final call.

Finally that Gmail notification rings like a beautiful melody touching your heart and soul. You cannot be happier. This is the beginning to your new responsible life. You click open the response mail to your job application to that dream organization.

“Thank you for taking the time to apply for our job opening. However, currently we are seeking for candidates with 1-3 years of experience. Though I’ve tabled your application for future consideration. Thanks for writing in”, says the reply.

Welcome to the very first rejection of your life. Nonetheless, you still succeed in receiving some call backs for interviews. With all the positive hopes you dress your best self, load all your documents in that black and shiny file that you bought last week, reach half an hour before the interview and do everything right. So now you are sitting waiting for the time to come when you will perform as your professional self. Inside, you are fireworks, jumping all around the neatly lit cubicles. In reality, you are just sitting staring at that big clock hanging right before you. Several hours of awkward silences and melancholy moments, you are escorted to the interviewer’s cabin. You are nervous and your stomach is giving you butterflies. There you are, facing the elegantly dressed lady boasting with confidence looking right back at you and greeting you. At that very moment you gather yourself to reach the level of peak you always wanted. So you do not disappoint yourself and be your best self.

Hopefully this is it! Your first big break! However, before you could start dreaming, life introduces you to a few more rejections. And you sit back in your room, taking your daily dose of Netflix to numb such negativity.

Satisfactory job:
As a young fresher, you are naive and overconfident about certain things in life. When those strong beliefs dwindle leading to a gradual demise, for a brief period of time, you are left with nothingness. With the hope to aim higher, you give it another shot and once again begin with the application processes. And so it works out! You get a call back. So you attend the interview and get a call in. Your very first job you are not so excited about. Then again, all this while you have learnt to settle in and always be positive. That must lead you one day to your dreams.


Well, death is inevitable. Whether you want to give up or keep working towards your dreams. That should be your call!


An array of blunderful phases of life

The story of an Indian millennial begins with a standard school where you try to learn but then midway curtain yourself in the magical world of Harry Potter and many more fantasy fictions that come in your way. You are growing up trying to take inspirations from your elder siblings and all those successful cousins. But deep inside, all your little heart wants is to paint, dance, sing, write and a lot more which at many points is different than those standard obvious career choices. It’s not that you did not want to try; you put your maximum efforts. You study hard to score well to safeguard your future with those top college enrollments. But your mind hovers into this beautiful fantasy land. Let’s call it Magony. It’s safe; no one can ever hurt you there. You can do whatever you want to, you can eat whatever you want to and become whatever you like to because no one ever judges you there. It’s perfect. However, reality is ugly. You fail once and the whole universe stands right there before your face to judge you and laugh at you without knowing or showing any kind of condolences. You come to a point where Magony starts to literally fall apart. You have nowhere to go anymore. You don’t know what is real anymore. You are just there but not there. It’s an icky feeling. You just don’t like anything about yourself anymore. Even if you try to you cannot. You just want to give up and jump into the fire, or trap yourself in a casket forever. What do you do then? Listen to the very first way out and you take that suggestion and move forth.

Another phase of life begins, you move out to college, to a whole new city with new people. As intimidating as it sounds, it’s the most beautiful thing. You feel free in a non-Magony kind of a way. You are excited and you discover a new fire within you to work, to make things better. So, the next thing you find yourself doing is working hard on it. You are trying to give your best. But, at the same time, you find a new family at a new place. They are more like you as compared to one back at home. They listen to your ridiculous fears and weirdly understand them completely. You feel safe and motivated and work on your life to improve and make it better for a family back at home. You hope that they will be proud of you in the end because, this is not the end. Although, you fall back only to realize this was all a dream. A punch of reality hits you hard when you find yourself back where you started it all. But now, you are a more established human being in terms of facing life. You still hope for something way better in your life to come by because this cannot be the end. So somehow with a half heart but maximum positivism you finish your phase two facing a few downfalls. Now by the finish line, you don’t want to give up or do any of those torturous things to you. But, you find a way out into something you always dreamed of. After all, Magony can be saved brick by brick.

With full confidence and zest you enroll yourself for another round of life. Now, this one is a shorter phase, but the most fun and memorable one. Here, you are your best self, you somehow discover your worth in this phase. You meet more people of similar interests and you know it that you are doing the right thing. This is what you always wanted to do and this is going to make a difference in your life. For the first time in your life you know you made the right choice. Downfalls here and there have somehow become your identity and it was most welcomed in this phase also. However, you did amazingly well here. You cannot wait to begin with another phase of life now.

So there it starts in the blink of your eye, your brand new phase of life. You cannot be more happy and thrilled. You finally are getting what you always deserved. This phase of life though, is a twisty one. It’s a hop into the hard core reality. No one can back you up here. You are your mother and father here and you have to take care of yourself. You do not have the privileges of committing mistakes and still leaving them at ease. So you are ready; ready to face new challenges. Work with the highest potential and zeal you have in your tiny body. There are definitely hardships involved but you are not going to give up. But wait a second! Were you too impatient to enter this phase and you are regretting over it now? This wasn’t a right choice? No!

You deserve bigger, and so you leave in the midway and now you are in search for a bigger break in your life that you always deserved. At the same time you are watching your other family grow and triumphing on their successes. All you are thinking is, “will I ever get that? Isn’t it too late? Was this all a mistake?”. But you are still trying hard. Trying to find a place where you actually happily fit. But then your family back at home introduces you with a new interference, “The Marriage”. Somehow you know that they have given up. All they want is to let go of you so that they can lead a satisfied life with all the responsibilities over. For an Indian family, the process of marriage begins with creating a CV like biodata where you are shamelessly displayed in front of prospective clients (the bridegrooms). The CV showcases one of your most decent picture (photo shopped a million times to lighten your color and slimming your body shape) and a list of irrespective facts about you, i.e., your height, your weight, your color, your qualification, and whatever fits in an A4 size sheet. Little do the parents know how depressing it can get for you. More than their child now, you are an object to showcase to be given away. According to the parents, this is a chronic process of releasing their responsibly. And to a normal 25 year old, this is torture and not just in a sarcastic way. You cry your heart out every single night because of whatever career stability you are trying to gain in your life. Then one fine day, hops in a brand new addition to your trauma, your mother’s one innocent sentence, “beta, kahi job milega kya?” (Honey! Will you get a job ever?), that stabs your heart every single moment you breathe until it numbs your entire bodily function. Is getting married the solution?. During this whole uncomfortable upheaval, all you wish for is a moment to breathe. But all you can think of are earlier mentioned various ways to jump into the fire, or trap yourself in a casket forever.

“It can happen any second, have faith”, shouts your instincts. But you know that deep inside your soul, your mind and your body is shutting down.