When The Going Gets Tough - TD

It took quite some time for me to understand the better of the situation. What I was able to capture from the conversation is that, dad met with an accident. And thankfully, he is alive and is getting the treatment. Prakash uncle is right up there and looking after everything that is required.

I was in no state to continue with the interview at that time. But still, mom suggested me to seal this one and come straight to hospital.

“Mom, Listen, Interviews come and go. But I can’t keep myself away for another 4-6 hours from you and dad. Considering the kind of situation that we are into.” I tried to explain things like family is more important than an interview.

“No. Not again please. Prakash uncle suggested you to take up the interview. Till then, he said, he would manage things.” Mom sounded low for the entire conversation. She wanted to pass on the info to me. But, it’s not the right time.

I was left with no choice but to attend the rest of the interview. Like always, I was out in the final round.

A failed person that I am. Like always. And within no time, I rushed towards the hospital and have seen dad in a very terrible state.  Those hand and leg injuries pained me more than anything else.

Unlike the other days, Prakash uncle didn’t ask me anything regarding the interview I just failed to crack. He explained me quite a few technical tips on the medicines that are supposed to be used for my dad and the food diet suggested by doctor.

Dad got discharged from hospital the other day and have ended up paying some 10K for the emergency charges. Dad never wanted so much lot of money to be invested on him for any cause. But mom and I are having no one other than dad. He is our world.

It took him a week to get settled completely at home. Some portion of the single room that we stay is now allotted to dad so that he can rest without any trouble. He requires fresh air and thus he was given the first front part of the room which is so closely connected to the main door.

People from my colony who were friends with my dad kept visiting every day and provided their version of inputs on how to recover fast.

The more dad stays on the bed, the harder it gets for the family to survive. The little savings that we have made in the recent times quickly turned empty and we have no money left with us.

There must be some income generation and I have cursed myself for not being the right guy for a family that is constantly struggling.

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The Interview - TD

But things were not clearly right in order. I was struggling like hell at that time. But I was clueless for most of the times. Some sort of frustration came over me and I have even stopped sleeping on the rope beds during nights. It felt like, I really don’t deserve the luxury of sleeping.

One day, while at dinner, we had a running conversation about my future plans.

“So, it’s very clear that you are struggling with your interviews.” Isn’t it? Asked dad with a sarcastic smile on his face.

“Yeah. Kinda.” I replied plainly.

“Haha. You are my son after all.”

“Life has been tough for me and so it is the same for you now.” Dad smirked

“Well, it’s not that dad. There is a lot in common between us. But surely, we are missing on something that is very important. And if we both have got that, I am sure we will find some success in life” I came up with something so inspiring this time.

“Well, may be. I don’t know. But at this stage of my life, I can’t possibly go and search for something which I should have done some 21 years ago. It doesn’t count for me. 

But it does for you. As long as I am alive, I don’t want to see you doing the same job that I do. I know how difficult it is to sell fruits on a cart. I never wanted to see you doing the same. With you, I wanted the generation to be changed.

Anything that you want regarding your preparation, put it straight. I am going to get that for you. No matter what. All I wish is a better future for you.”

Those words caused a heaviness in me. After 5 failed attempts I never thought of giving it up. I don’t know what this job may offer me. But I know that, it makes mom and dad happy. Their happiness equals my happiness. And I began to prepare for the next interview that was due in 3 days.

3 days went off like a tracer bullet and I was in high spirits to clear my first few rounds and then, take it from there. But destiny is having something really terrible in stock for me.

Not many times I have qualified for the second round, but when I did, I made it to the last. So, I was preparing on how to be confident. And it was when I got a call from mom.

I have no idea of why she had called me during this part of the day. She well knew that I would be in an interview.

Generally, she calls me to know the status of my interview to which I literally hate answering on phone. But that day, something really made me pick up the call. But once after I did, mom was crying on phone. 

This blog post is inspired by the blogging marathon hosted on IndiBlogger for the launch of the #Fantastico Zica from Tata Motors. You can apply for a test drive of the hatchback Zica today.