All these young people chasing exam numbers, waiting for the call-up list. Reminds me when I joined PWD—no quiz, no preselection, just the sub-divisional officer looking at my handwriting and saying, 'You will do, Benjamin.' That was another time. But I see my grandson, he studied three full years for a peon post in Kohima, and now they say the cutoff marks have changed again. We build roads, but the road to a job should not be a labyrinth.
Still, I sit here with my cup of tea and think: asa that all this waiting will bring you to a good place. Just don't let the quiz define your worth, kide? My old piano never passed any test, yet it still makes a sound when I touch it.
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