Moving on...

My long relationship with unemployment finally ends. A crazy British bank has been brave enough to offer me a position as a Management Associate. And I've taken it up. Quite a few formalities are still to be completed but I think the deal is done. I've signed the offer letter, so I think its safe...
Well the first feeling that washed over me once the call came was one of immense relief, rather than happiness. It was getting a little difficult living the life of a 'bekar jubok' (unemployed youth) indefinitely. I guess happiness will make its presence felt in due course. I was also in contention for a higher paying job with a smaller French bank, and when that didn't come through, dejection and hopelessness reached new levels. Wet hens would feel quite ecstatic, compared to my situation. Months of waiting, calling people, getting rejection letters, hounding contacts made at networking sessions was taking its toll, but I guess it has finally yielded something. But its all about the 'Bhagvan' (as someone recently said), and He took care...
So things will change now. The boy must turn into a man. The frivolity and the boisterousness must go and gravity and focus should replace them. Family life and responsibility will soon approach and I can tell you that fear and panic has arrived sooner. Will I cope? Will I be able to balance all the acts well enough? I don't know. I guess these answers will only come with time. Lets see where life takes me from here. For now, I'm good. And ya, Mr. Bartender, I'll have another one...

Cheers!
Abhishek.