Sarkari Naukri (Government Job)

I started my career in the private sector. My boss was supportive and not overly strict about targets, yet there was an unspoken competition among colleagues. Everyone wanted to grow, prove themselves, and move ahead. I worked hard and enjoyed the challenge. Whenever my seniors appreciated my efforts, it gave me a strong sense of motivation and purpose. The pressure could be exhausting, but it also made life feel dynamic and engaging.

A few years later, I casually appeared for some government job exams. To my surprise, I cleared them. My parents and friends were overjoyed. They spoke about stability, security, housing benefits, and a comfortable future. It seemed like an opportunity too good to ignore.

My first week at the new office felt warm and promising. Mr. Chadda welcomed me kindly, and my colleagues appeared friendly and cheerful. I even hosted a small celebration, and everyone joined with enthusiasm. I felt fortunate.

Naturally, I continued working with the same energy and sincerity as before. My seniors appreciated my dedication, but over time, I began noticing subtle shifts around me. Conversations would pause when I entered. Colleagues became distant. Lunch breaks grew quieter. Invitations slowly disappeared.

At first, I felt hurt and confused. Had I done something wrong?

I even thought of quitting. But what would I tell my family? They would call me a fool for giving up such a “secure future.” No one would understand how suffocating it felt to be in such an environment.

Slowly, another thought began to arise within me: every place comes with its own comforts and challenges, its own gains and compromises. How long could I keep running from difficult situations? It is easy to speak about acceptance! But much harder to remain calm and inwardly steady when life does not move according to expectations.

One evening, sitting alone in my apartment, I realised I had two choices: either constantly resist the environment around me or learn how to live within it without losing myself completely. Quitting was not an option—not yet.

Gradually, I stopped expecting the workplace to fulfill every emotional need. I continued doing my work sincerely, but without constantly seeking recognition or validation. It was not easy. I slowly began turning toward other parts of life—reading, learning, hobbies, meaningful conversations, meditation, and quiet personal goals.

Early retirement? Maybe. But until then, I would try to live life on my own terms.

A Solitary Gift
Living life on own terms was not easy,
But it was the voice of my soul,
Left alone-
A silent punishment from society,
Curse turned out into a blessing,
A quiet road to discovering me.