Haar nahi maanunga... par har din haarta ja raha hoon.
Har interview ke baad umeed jagti hai — shayad is baar selection ho jaye. Lekin phir wahi disappointment. Rejection. Kabhi kabhi toh 2.5 LPA ki jobs bhi reject kar deti hain, even after giving the right answers. Samajh nahi aata, kya kami reh jaati hai har baar?
Kabhi lagta hai thoda break le lun interviews se. Saans le lun, khudko sambhal lun. Lekin fir sochta hoon—mujhe apni kismat par bharosa nahi. Pata nahi kab saath de, kab nahi.
Har roz naye opportunity ke liye ladta hoon, kyunki ruk gaya toh shayad sab kuch chhoot jaaye. Ghar walon ko har baar har test, har interview ke baare mein nahi batata. Nahi batata kyunki unki aankhon mein umeed hoti hai, aur main nahi chahta ki woh umeed meri wajah se har baar tooti rahe.
Socha tha — jab kuch bann jaunga, tab bataunga. Jab result aayega, tab bolunga. Par insaan hoon. Dil hai. Kabhi kabhi kisi se share karne ka mann karta hai. Shayad isliye likh raha hoon ye sab—khud ke liye. Ek chhoti si diary entry jaisi. Ek digital confession.
Shayad main akela nahi hoon jo aisa feel kar raha hai. Shayad aap bhi, jo ye padh rahe ho, kahin na kahin is phase se guzre ho ya guzr rahe ho. Bas ek baat kehna chahta hoon—haar tab tak nahi hoti jab tak hum khud maan lein.
Main thak gaya hoon, par ruka nahi hoon. Aur jab tak ruka nahi hoon, tab tak haar bhi nahi maana.
“Rejection is not a dead-end; it’s redirection. One ‘no’ closer to a life-changing ‘yes’.”
Note: These are personal thoughts. Not intended to hurt anyone or blame any organization. Just feelings, just truth.