I have always been considered as a grinder, or in words of one of my seniors “unproductive ghissu” i.e. someone who works too hard for too less. It’s a tag that pinches me a lot, but it’s not completely untrue.
While
I was preparing for JEE, I saw many people playing, enjoying and having
fun. Everyone in my hostel went to play CS, I didn’t. I wanted to make
up for my lack of intelligence with my hard work, as even then I knew
about my limitations. And yet, I couldn’t clear the exam by a
considerable margin. Whereas, those who studied much less got through. I felt it was unfair!
But
I tried again, made sure that I worked harder this time. Stayed at my
home and spent 14–16 hours studying everyday while all my friends had
joined a college. Kept working harder and kept getting better. And
eventually, made it in my second attempt. After joining IITR, I found
there were many more droppers who used to tell me that they didn’t study
hard in their first attempt, some had family issues, some had health
issues. When they asked me what was my reason, I used to say I had no
reason, I gave my best but wasn’t good enough.
Was life fair to all of them? No!
Because they too faced some other problems, but in the end we all made it.
When
I started studying, I again had to put in extra hours to keep up with
everyone. It was then when I gained the tag of “ghissu” i.e. someone who
keeps studying. I won’t say I was ok with the tag, because it felt
derogatory. Most of them had no idea how tough it gets when you grasp
things slowly. But I continued working hard and continued making myself
better. A dropper asked me once-
“Why are you still working hard? You’ve made it here now. Just relax and have fun.”
And I told him-
“I know what I had to go through to get here, now I wish to make the most of my chance.”
Even though it felt unfair that
I had to study harder and endure some stupid tags, but in the end I was
among the top-4 of my batch and among the only 2 to get an intern in
the first top company for our branch. I was realizing that rewards come slowly, but surely.
Due
to free-fall of oil industry, our core-companies refused to come to
campus. This meant that all my grades and previous interns had zero
value now as I had to apply for a non-core job. Feeling of unfairness loomed large again.
I
had 4 months to prepare for a non-core job and I was up to the task.
Cleared all the aptitude tests and made it to 6 interviews in the first 5
days. Got rejected in all 6.
1st interview: Reached top-22. Screwed up in the 2nd round.
2nd
interview: Reached top-16. Then it was a 1 on 2 interview (1
interviewer, 2 candidates). The other candidate was one of the institute
topper. He was better in everything and deservedly got through.
Later
I got to know that I was supposed to be paired with another person who
had the same surname. I got the wrong pairing because of same surname
confusion. Cursed my luck.
3rd interview: Wasn’t good enough!
4th interview: Got into top-8 and 6 were to be selected. Gave the interview of my life. List was announced, I was the 7th one.
Later
I was told that some guys who got selected were not even in the initial
shortlist (Internal setting helped them and f****d me). Cursed my luck
again.
5th
interview: Reached top-5. They interview 4 people and got the candidates
they wanted. I was the only one who wasn’t interviewed.
6th interview: Cleared 4 rounds. Was sleepy and hungry because of lack of rest and food. Rejected again!
Life felt unfair!
I
got through in my 7th attempt and was placed in a startup. Work was
shit and so was the company. The segment I was working for shut-down in 3
months. Life seemed to suck big time.
In
the next 45 days, I got only 2 interviews and I cracked them. 1st one
turned out to be a fraud company and the 2nd one offered me half of what
I was earning in my first job. I was also informed about an interview
with a big MNC, but somehow they never called again. I almost gave up,
because you know, life can be unfair.
But
a week before my joining, an opportunity arrived. And I made sure that I
didn’t let it go. And that opportunity again made me realize that rewards come slowly, but surely. (From Schlumberger -> Uber)
I
always remember the tags given to me in college, but I also know that
inspite of being less productive than them, I have made it with just my
hard work. Life has never been always fair. But I’ve never let it
dictate the terms of my life.
There
are people who have worked harder than me and yet are struggling more.
There are some whose problems are far more bigger. Infact, when I see
them, I realize life has actually been so fair to me. My perspectives
have kept on changing with time. The clarity goes away when everything
goes wrong. But I try to remind myself that life is not going to be fair
always. Not just to me, but with everyone else.
So what can you do about it?
Sit and wait for it to magically become fair?
Or keep fighting your luck and force it to kneel down before you and accept its defeat?
-Anshul Sharma
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