“The trouble with our times is that the future is not what it used to be”.
The post-graduation is over, now the soul is eager to unfold the arms for a nice career opportunity ahead. The mind is thinking about and the heart is expecting for it. The eyes are also waiting eagerly for a perfect opportunity and the feet have become keener to step forward. This must be the situation of all my still-in-search-of-a-job friends.
During studies, a student generally wants a tension-free time, and he gets this much desired time only in the vacation. But the situation is totally different after completion of the course when the one is ready for no more study and to find a job. This time generally becomes the toughest time, especially for a fresher. The situation is very similar for me right now.
The time and its upshots have changed a lot. Everyday, the morning starts with newspaper reading. The eyes now look for just a single advertisement about a vacancy in any well-known company or institute, which were intentionally avoided to see ever before. The absence of any advertisement about a vacancy or walk-in interview frustrates me now, when the presence of which on the same place had never pleased me before these days. My email id is also very pleased to see me making use of it more frequently than ever before. I have become more familiar with the practical and market aspects of the companies than that I was during my graduation and post-graduation days. The first time in my life, I have made use of internet not for Facebook and YouTube. I have known the meaning of the word 'interview' more than that is explained in the Oxford dictionary. I’m not confident that schooling has a direct connection with employment anymore, I am compelled to feel.
The most severe problem is regarding how-to-kill-the-time. Above a particular threshold, all the activities like watching television, meeting relatives and friends and roaming here and there becomes unamusing. Social networking has also become boring after its overuse. The whole day passes in wantoning away. Actually, it seems like I am not killing the time but the time is killing me. What I hate is waking up in the middle of the night, my heart pounding with anxiety-many of my friends have confessed this. No reaction for the time when our elders used to say, go to college and study something interesting, be a graduate, and you’ll get a decent job. This sounds me hollow now. What I miss the most is feeling productive, that I’m a part of something larger than myself. It’s really hard not to have that.
There is not only mental pressure but also the social pressure. Everyone asks what you are doing currently. And I have to answer – waiting for the results. As per a message from my friend, height, result, age and salary have become the most favorite topics of my relatives. Sometimes I get bored of all these questions. In fact, I’m not yet ready to settle for a version of life that is less than what I had imagined.
It’s not that we don’t have any option and we are totally helpless; sometimes there are some career options, but due to one or the other reasons we have to reject it. My mind goes to “Manmohan Singh Mode” when I come to know that I’m overqualified for some jobs! "Overqualified or underqualified-I am never the right amount qualified". The state of unemployment in the state having the largest number of industries makes me feel like dying of thirst in the sea.
The time between the completion of study and getting employed is truly the most challenging time. We just need to use it as we are not going to have such time in our life again as we will have it only after our retirement. But who has seen tomorrow? Just make it the most creative time, watch movies, read novels, go to picnics and weddings, try to fulfill your wishes, satisfy your hobbies and enjoy the rain.
“A little more persistence, a little more effort, and what seemed hopeless failure may turn to glorious success”.
-Elbert Hubbard
The one only needs not to get frustrate and to hope that the God must be a little busy in creating the best chore fore me…!!!
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