Frustration
FRUSTRATION /* Wake from your sleep The drying of your tears Today, we escape, we escape Breathe, keep breathing .... */ This was the song playing inside my mind with its harrowing tone the entire time I was in auto-rickshaw and even when the driver of auto-rickshaw was asking me for money and I was walking away as if I was a deaf. Deaf not only to him but to the world. It was 2nd of May, the time something around one past thirty and the sun was shining so bright over Dehradun that it hurts even to look far off in the sky. These are the first things I recall whenever I asked about my short trip to Dehradun. But I haven't told the most important detail yet : I had failed in SSB Interview for the 7th time straight. Well, let me tell the whole truth - I was screened out. The auto-rickshaw I was sitting in was filled with a somber silence. There were seven of us excluding driver, all screened out candidates, our bodies twis...