“75% aggregate, 15 credentials, 3 designing software and above all, topper of the branch. You’ll get any job.” These candid remarks by my friend exhilarated me. I thought I am qualified person; there will be glut of jobs my way ahead. I was wrong.
Just after completion of my degree I went to Aurangabad in search of a job. I spent almost a week over there which left me with despair. I packed my bag, booked my ticket for Ajmer; but this…this Hunger of job forced me to relocate to pune not to Ajmer.
Pune, it’s one of the dream cities for the mechanical or automobile engineer. There are 8 industrial sectors—2200 companies—encompassing small scale to large scale. One month was not enough to be acquainted with these companies. Every day, I woke up, suit up myself and start walking towards never ending road to my destiny. My mundane was to submit my resume to every company enclosed in a white envelope having my name on the top right corner. After an interlude of 23 days I got my first interview call, I didn’t crack it and I wasn’t repentant. There was a surge of calls on my number some related to job, some are not. But this single call was the reason for bug in my bonnet.
A call from subros limited—manufacturer of automotive A.C’s.—was enough to exhilarate me. With their first question I plummet to nadir; those people were asking me how far my nexus are? Their every question flummoxes me from the reality…how imperative those information are? What they have to do with my talent? They need a person with good links not with good talent—my senior is quite right that in India , there is no respect for the talent .these bastards understand only the language of money not science(the language of science is physics and math’s.)—so that they can embezzle that information.
My father told me once, that real world is not what u had confronted during your school and college days. When you confront the real world, most of the definition would get change. Pune changed me from top to bottom—not only in appearances but also the way I think—which makes me to accede my father’s words. For me qualification was about academics, credentials, and certificates. But what I erudite, if someone asks you how much qualified you are, then you don’t have to blabber about your marks that you have secured but you must stress on these areas: -Do you have any experience? Do you have any reference? How much you can spend? (The last one depends on how much you are expecting and how opulent you are, like, if you want 15 grand’s p.m. then you have to pay 45 grand’s,)
It took long for me to understand these three conditions. Before that, I was sticking to my gun that I’ll get job on my grounds not on others. During my stay in pune, I appeared for 7 interviews, flouted by all. I was living in an abysmal, I surrendered myself; these three obnoxious condition occluded a road to my destiny. The person like me, who accustomed to end his day by assimilating knowledge about automobile either in technical or commercial, was spending time in making contacts which can get me some job (in any department), so that I don’t have to ask my parents to support me financially.
I got a job with my friend’s assistance. Though I was happy but I was grey from the core of my heart but I found none to lament.
An opportune ‘everything needs time, was there with me all the time and with the grace of Wahe Guru, I confronted that time about which I am going to write in my next blog.