...And then I suddenly thought my life has began taking a new
turn…the way I wanted it to be…

….but man proposes God disposes…

One fine day, on the last day of July, I got a letter of
intimation- from state govt of Orissa- to appear for an interview for the post
of medical officer. The news brought a ‘list of dreams come true’ for me in
many ways. The job was no way lucrative in terms of salary (less than 1/4^th
of my current income) - I already had a rather well off life here in Delhi,
settled and happy yet the opportunity to work among people of my native place,
to remain along my parents’ side and to keep watch on my dream project of a
small hospital of my own in my native land which has a acute shortage of
doctors was much more than I could ask for.

Friends and well wishers listed me few hiccups too….what
about good education of your next generation?...what about growth of your
professional life??...have u gone mad….people long to relocate themselves in
metro cities and u are choosing to go back???...think again…charity is not
everything in life….you can always indulge yourself in many good ways by
remaining here in Delhi….no need to go back….don’t waste your caliber…u won’t
get the kind of exposure that u are getting here…and the money….blah…blah…blah….

but I was difficult to nudge …and I made up my mind…packed a
few things fast…took leave for a couple of weeks…bid goodbye to friends,
acquaintances and persons close to my heart on iland and left for my hometown…

As expected I got selected, the joining letter was due to
come within a week and I waited patiently. Many a times I wanted to rush back
to iland to break the good news but somehow held myself back because of 2
reasons….the physical distance between my residence and the nearest cyber café
was more than a 100 kms and 2ndly I wanted to get the confirmation letter in my
hand first….

And that proved to be a wise decision…and saved me
humiliations of a premature celebration ending up in aborted jubilation….the
joining letter is yet to come….the week transformed into a fortnight and
gradually into months with no signs of any ‘good news’ and I started loosing
patience…my life was a complete stand still and one can imagine the level of
frustration that creeps in when suddenly you have nothing to do at a age when u
are most productive…the days became endless…and the nights eternity…

…on much digging I discovered the cause of delay….some of
the candidates who failed to get selected had put a case in the high court citing
a flimsy ground as ‘faulty selection procedure’…and the hon’ble court
instantaneously put ‘stay’ on every proceeding…a step which is being adopted
rampantly these days by lot of unscrupulous elements when things don’t go their
way…and they succeed in putting ‘stay’ on progress of the nation itself…what a
easy thing to do!!!....with minimum of expenditure and effort, without blood
shedding and all within judicial regulations…

..and had to pack my baggage and my dreams…and come back and
reform my life back into the track…but I can clearly see what’s written on my
back….

                          "...GOOD FOR NOTHING…"