The Scam Everyone Should Be Aware Of
Hey, this is Nick Rajendra! In short, my friends and family call me Nick. I’m a 22-year-old disturbed, delusional, disoriented, and unemployed human being. Are you curious why I described myself with the above terms? I’ll tell you, but it’s a long story. No Problem, I will make it short.
When I was a 3-year-old kid, my father, Nick Narendra, and Uncle Martin admitted me to a well-reputed school in my town. As a 3-year-old kid, nothing would be in my control, Right? So everything was fair then. My innocence made me cute. My ability to read the alphabet made them feel proud. My ability to mispronounce the words made them laugh in those days. Successfully, I carried all those mispronunciation skills and dyslexia into my fifth standard as well. In the meantime, I acquired a few more skills like making fun of teachers, fighting with my friends, and acting like an innocent after being caught. My teachers started complaining to my parents about me. My mom and dad have evolved a lot. Once, they used to feel happy for who I am. But they were scolding me. I became a burden to them. They were feeling ashamed of who I am now. But, thanks to my relatives and neighbors, They are still enjoying who I am. Once, they used to laugh by looking at me, but now, they were laughing by looking at my mom and dad’s face.
And now, there comes Uncle Martin as the light of hope for my father. My father took me into the room. It was dark. Uncle Martin sat on the couch and asked us to be seated. My father started yelling about all the stuff I was doing now, screaming about my poor academics. Uncle Martin carefully listened to my father and asked me to sit on the same couch he was seated on. He came a few inches closer to my face, making eye contact, and said ‘Listen to me carefully’. I moved a few inches closer, looking into his eyes, I said “Yes Uncle”. He said “I can completely understand you. It’s very normal to have this behavior at this age. But don’t assume your life will remain constant forever. Just work hard and study well till your tenth, the rest of your life will be easy, and you can have whatever fun you can. Mark and remember these words “REST OF YOUR LIFE WILL BE EASY, YOU CAN HAVE WHATEVER FUN YOU CAN”. We have a lot to do with these words as we move forward.
My sixth class academic year has started. My parents visited my school and consulted my school’s management. Asked them to shift me from the last bench and make me sit on the first bench. In response, they said that they couldn’t risk all the topper students by shifting me to the first bench. But, my parents requested and convinced my management to make me sit on the first bench. The first bench made me sit closer to the teacher. It transformed me a lot in terms of behavior and academics. I started being disciplined and started studying daily. When I feel low, and frustrated the words of Uncle Martin strike in my mind. Those words became the sole motivation for me. I hung a chart of words from Uncle Martin on the wall opposite my bed so that I could wake up with the thought of a growth mindset.
I carried the same discipline till my tenth standard. And there comes my tenth board exams. I wrote all the exams well. The day when I was taking my last exam, the words of Mr. Martin were echoing in my head. I’m curious to exit the exam hall to have those wings, that were tied by my parents, teachers, and Uncle Martin. Don’t know why, I wanted to wait till the results were out. The day arrived, I and my parents were sitting in the living room, surfing the internet for my results. And finally, the results are out. Guess what, I secured the first rank. My dad took his phone and made a phone call to Uncle Martin, and asked him to come home. I knocked on my neighbors’ and relatives’ doors and informed them about the results. All they said was ‘Congratulations’. They used to be happy when they got to know about my academics. Don’t know why, they stopped laughing. All came onto the street, now my parents were laughing looking at their faces. There was a car coming on the street towards us. Can you guess who’s in it? It’s Uncle Martin in the car. My father rushed towards him and hugged and took him into the house. I was dreaming of doing whatever I missed out on in the last five years. But, Uncle Martin is proving why he is called Uncle Martin. He had different plans for me. He’s suggesting to my parents that what if I get into IIT? My fascinated parents said yes to him. Neither my parents asked me nor Uncle Martin what my interests were.
To get into an IIT, one needs to clear the JEE MAINS and JEE ADVANCED exams. Everything was new to me. Terms like IIT and JEE were new to me. I didn’t know about them till Uncle Martin said. Without knowing the full form of these terms, I moved to Kota City. Uncle Martin came with me to join me in a coaching center. By leaving me in a PG, he said: “THESE TWO YEARS ARE GOING TO BE VERY IMPORTANT IN YOUR LIFE. JUST WORK HARD AND STUDY WELL IN THESE TWO YEARS, YOU CAN DO WHATEVER THE SHIT YOU CAN IN YOUR LIFE FROM THEN.” I think you are getting right! It’s the same Uncle Martin, it’s the same me. But, the enthusiasm is not the same to move forward with these seized wings. But I had to.
Somehow, I convinced myself to go with the words of Uncle Martin. In these two years, Hundreds of lectures on topics, hundreds of sectionals and mocks, thousands of practice papers, and solved problems, with the sheer amount of hard work, I secured a decent rank that is enough to get into IIT Delhi.
Once again, Uncle Martin was on his way to do Uncle Martin things. He arrived, greeted me, and began to say that these four years would be very significant to my entire life, and I would be well-settled for the rest of my life. My inner voice was like, “I studied till my ass off based on your words, just to listen to these fucking lines over and over.”
As I had nothing to do but rather listen to my parents and Uncle Martin, I went to Delhi to pursue engineering in CSE. I did nothing extra in these four years except attend the lectures and appear for semester exams. If we shift the timestamp to the final semester of my graduation. The placement drive arrives. I aced in the aptitude round. When I appeared for an interview, my profile was so weak among all the students. The recruiter started asking questions. I got rejected as I mentioned my skills as ‘mispronouncing the spellings, making fun of teachers, fighting with friends, and acting like an innocent after being caught.’
I was rejected by all the companies, and I texted my dad. He forwarded all my texts to Uncle Martin. I got a phone call from Uncle Martin. Uncle Martin will always be Uncle Martin, right? After all, Uncle Martin is not just a person; he’s like an early being, isn’t he? It’s the same words but with a different plan. APPEAR FOR THE CAT EXAM, GET AN MBA DEGREE, AND YOU’LL BE WELL-SETTLED AND HAPPY FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE. I was like, “ What the F dude.”
Now, coming out of the story, there will always be an Uncle Martin in everyone’s life. All they have is nothing to do, but to give shitty advice to people around them. Just listen to everybody, but do what your inner voice is suggesting to you. It’s your life, you’ve to take the sole responsibility of your life. It’s only you can make it large. There will be a lot when everything is going right. None stands by you when nothing goes right. If nothing is working for you, it’s completely okay. Just keep your head down, work hard, and never give up. One thing is for sure in everyone’s life — you’ll never be free until you attain financial freedom in your life. No matter how far you go, there will only be a single option in your life, i.e., working hard all the time. I’ve been scammed; we all have been scammed with these words right from our childhoods. Aiming for a free life is a pretty unrealistic thing after studies. It is more like a mirage; seems to be appearing but never exists. No one prepares you for the real world. Working hard in your twenties is the most underrated thing that no one will tell you. Try to be the best self in your twenties itself. If you are reading this being a kid, be aware of this scam. If you are in your twenties, let’s join the club.
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