🌧️ Episode of June 4th, 2011
Work politics can drain the best of us, but it cuts deeper when friends are involved. On June 4th, 2011, I was suffocated by frustration. My company felt like a battleground, and I was caught in crossfire I didn’t ask for.
As the rain tapped against my window, I found myself whispering words of self-motivation, as if trying to light a candle inside a storm:
“You are the person I know from my childhood. You are the sole motivator, and you cannot give up hope. You’ve won when others had already given up. Don’t lie down now. Everything will be alright. You once fought back from 8–0 to 10–8. That takes heart—and you have it.”
Those words brought an unexpected smile. Not because of their meaning alone, but because they reminded me of something far deeper, something I had experienced years before.
🌧️ September 16th, 2007 – The Day Before My First Job
Flashback: the night before joining my first company, Hexaware. The weather was gloomy, my tea warm, my mood restless. A few weeks earlier, my world had collapsed with one email:
“We regret to inform you that your offer has been cancelled. You do not meet the required 60% cutoff.”
My score? 59.59%. Just 0.41% short.
At that moment, shame, fear, and self-doubt consumed me. How would I face my parents? My friends? Life felt like quicksand. Worse, I made the mistake of approaching a local placement advisor (PAT). Instead of helping, he tormented me with endless demands to “fix” my resume. Each day, he’d find a new flaw, and each day, I’d return home broken, only to rewrite it again.
I didn’t realize it then, but desperation had shrunk my world into a well. For me, there was no jungle—only the suffocating walls of that single rejection.
⚡ The Shadow in Black and Blue
On September 16th, 2007, overwhelmed by worry, I fainted.
In that half-conscious state, I saw a shadow. A young man in a black shirt and blue jeans. His face blurred, but his words rang clear:
“You are the person I know from my childhood. You are the sole motivator, and you cannot give up hope. You’ve won when everyone else had given up. Don’t lie down now. Everything will be alright. You once fought back from 8–0 to 10–8. That takes heart—and you have it.”
A thunderclap outside jolted me awake. Strangely, I felt lighter. Stronger. Convinced that the first tea I drank tomorrow morning will beat Hexaware.
The next day, against all odds, I walked into Hexaware. By sheer coincidence—or destiny—the cutoff had been reduced to 59%. I was in.
Who was that shadow? God? Destiny? My intuition? Or… a version of me from the future?
🔄 Connecting the Dots
Fast forward to June 2011. Same black shirt. Same blue jeans. Same words. Same stance by the window.
That’s when it hit me. The shadow I saw years ago wasn’t a stranger. It was me—from the future—sending hope back to my younger self.
Was it chaos theory at play? A parallel world overlapping? A ripple in time where past, present, and future briefly touched?
Maybe. Maybe not. But one thing I know for certain: the universe has its ways of reminding us that strength can come from within—even across time.
🌊 My Takeaway
Life has a strange rhythm. It often feels chaotic, unfair, even cruel. But if you look closely, there’s always a hidden pattern—like dots waiting to be connected.
Sometimes, the person who saves you isn’t God, fate, or destiny. Sometimes, it’s simply you—a stronger version of yourself, whispering across time:
“Don’t give up. You have the heart. And you will rise.”
A true story of how workplace frustration, rejection, and self-doubt led to an extraordinary realization—that sometimes the strongest motivator is your own future self. An inspiring blog on resilience, chaos theory, and hope.
