THE POSTIVE SIDE OF LIFE

It is quite strange but we always tend to see the negative side of life. For us life is full of complaints. Some have with their family, some with their professors and some with their jobs. I was no exceptions. Like most of them I had complaints about my job.
After giving my graduation exams I started hunting for a good job. Actually rather than good job I was looking out for good money. Getting a job was not easy as I thought and my confusing educational graph made it more difficult. I had to struggle a lot but then I finally landed in one of the best company. My casual attitude accompanied along with me. I was put into training. We were a group of twenty people in a batch but the worst part about the group was that there were only two girls. Sitting in a training room seemed just like attending college. My trainer was a guy in his mid twenties. He was tall with fair complexion and always used to be neatly dressed. I’ve wonder how come these trainers manage to look so smart. The first two week was full of fun. I’d made a group of four boys. We had all our pranks ready for every day. Job looked so easy. At the end of my first two weeks I had to undergo a simple test but my trainer and my colleagues made it look as if I was sitting for a CAT exam. I finally cleared my test and the feeling which I got was the same, the one which we have when we clear our CAT exams. I was happier because this was the first time I had cleared my test in first attempt. From the third week my main training started and that is when I told myself “where am I?” not even in my wildest dream had I thought that I would be trained on a subjects which I once hated. It was about computers. But I believe that everything which we get in life has a good part as well as bad part and the good part was my new trainer. Her name was Sheryl Fernandez. She was one of those beautiful girls whom I had come across. When she used to walk in the room every boys eyes were glued on her. She must be in her mid twenties with an average height and a very fair complexion. She was so fair that even in a dark she would be quite visible and the best part was that her dressing sense was impeccable. She matched every outfit she wore. It was her beauty which pulled to the office for the third week but later even that couldn’t hold me. Now every morning I used to search out for some reason for not going to the office. Things were getting very sleepy in the training room. It made me glad to know that I was not alone who was getting bugged up with the boring training but the whole class was going under this trauma. Everybody’s attitude in the class was like they were being forced to sit. Sheryl noticed this attitude. She kept quite for few days but when she saw things being messed up she finally enquired that what was wrong and then there was a whole sack of complaints. She must have not answered so many questions in her whole life. There were twenty five of us in the class and everybody had at least two complain. She listened patiently to our complaints and said “why do we always have to look the negative side of life. With every negative side there also comes a positive side and if we look at the positive side there will be no complaints. Life is not just a bed of roses; everybody has his or her share of struggle which they themselves have to face. We all at least have a job. We come here, sit in an air conditioned room, get good salary, what more do we want from our jobs. There are people who are still searching for their livelihood. So always try being optimistic about what ever we do and see how things will work in our favor.” I was simply struck. Her words had melted me. Now I enjoy my job, I still do have some complaints but then I work hard to over come those complaints. Today I smile at my life and my life smiles at me.


KUNAL.S.PRASAD