Next Day
I woke up at around 4.30 am . I had never woken up so early in my entire life. But what made me left my bed so early on that day ..i don’t know. I fumbled my ING bag and checked the cheque and saw the figure of 10 lac . I came into the balcony. There was dark silent all around . Bangalore city was sleeping. Some dogs started barking without any reason and I was staring at them. I was not feeling sleepy .Glimpses of the incident were flashing back into my memory. I knew that every time luck had favoured me whenever I was at the brink (whether it was campus placement in B.tech or In MBA , I was selected in the last company ) but I had never thought of the doctor’s call .
It feels good among friends when we talk about any girl and claim that we can do everything. But most of us know the reality. We know that there are only few kind of boys who can go to that level and I was not one of them and never wanted to be like them. Whatever people say about me but somewhere I was happy. I used to love talking about the hot girls but those girls look good at a distance . People can call it double standard but this is what I am.
But that day I was ready to sacrifice all of this. Some where I was not ready to compromise with my job. I knew that God would not come always to help me. There would be pressure . My ASM would always ask for investment. So is this the way I would generate investment? Then what would be the difference between me and a prostitute. I would become a legalized prostitute. A sense of disrespect suddenly shook my identity. I knew I had to take a hard step.
I called my father at around 7 and I was ready for many questions . Why do u want to leave such a lucrative job.. how will u get a new job in recession … it is better to have a new job then leave the job .. and bla..bla..well finally I called my father and told him straight that I wanted to leave my job as I was not happy with my job. I didn’t have any other job in my hand and I wanted to do preparation for PO exams. He didn’t say anything for a minute then he asked where i wanted to do preparation for PO exam ,whether i would go to Delhi or i would be at Bharatpur . I was surprised to learn that he didn’t ask me any single question and that is why I love my parents because they believe in me and the do respect my decision . I booked my train ticket for the next from Bangalore to Mathura .( this time Sleeper ..of course from Karnataka express) and went to Regional office . I handed over the 10lac Rs cheque to ASM with my resignation letter. First he was shocked to hear about it then he asked me where I had got another job. I put it simply that I wanted to prepare for PO exam but I could figure it out that he was not very much convinced and even tried to convince me that I am a good sales person and very few people are able to get 10 lac rs investment . But this is only me who know how I got that cheque.
Well .. I called all my friends and told them that I had made my mind to leave ING. Some were happy with my decision , some were not . But I had already taken the decision .
Next day I reached the Bangalore railways station and took my berth . I was jobless and wishing that no one should ask me about my job . My seat was in RAC and had to share my seat with a boy . He was basically from Mangalore and going to Delhi . He started a causal conversation and finally he asked me that question of which I didn’t have the answer and I told him straight that I am preparing for Po exams . Then I asked about his profession . He responded in a very professional way …
“I AM JOINING ICICI BANK AS A RELATIONSHIP MANAGER “
Well…When one story ends ..another one begins….
Last words:
After four months, I have three job offers in PSU bank s and I know that now I wouldn’t be required to compromise with my values (a lot of thank to my father ) .what is more is that somewhere after 15 years down the line these four months wont matter at all but if I had stayed back in Bangalore as a relationship manager , my life would have been changed and I would not be able to ask only once question to my kid that why he is coming so late at 2’o clock In the night with a beer in his hand …completely slouched
Thank you…….
Saturday, July 31, 2010
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Thats really true my Khandoo......Do what u really want to do....doesn't matter how hard you need to pay for that....we are really lucky to get such a great parents....
ReplyDeleteAll The Best for new journey.........