In Self Confidence Ever Shine Poem by C. P. Sharma

If someone asks from you a gift,
Specially, a belle,
So promising and so scholarly,
A lady like Lele;
Could it ever go unheeded,
So, hesitantly I agreed,
Coz writing for askance is tough
For a free bird of my breed.

I took up the cudgels,
Albeit she had to wait for days;
I fumbled and tumbled,
At last I found, what one says:
The memorable moment of life
That made me happy and gay
After a lasting struggle & strife
The coming events portray:

It was at the dawn of career
After my studies were over;
I faced a block barrier,
I was a little lazy rover.
A little over confident I was,
Career problems I couldn’t gauge;
Made submissions for a couple of place(s) ,
I had an interview call by God’s grace.

Their promise of my joining them
After the summer vacations
Made me relax myself,
My efforts were slower.
The vacations were to be over
But they didn’t call,
To me my future seemed
Come to stall.

I got a lot panicky,
I was on a running spree,
Most positions had already filled,
But I was yet at sea.
It was by God’s Grace,
A Principal I came across,
Who advised me
To rush to another place
Where only a few hours later
Interview was to start;
I had no time for second thoughts,
Immediately I had to dart.

As I reached there
It was tea brake,
The members were
Served with milk shake,
Only ten minutes for interview to start.
Losing no time I just implored
The official at the door,
If my name in the short-listed
He could kindly explore.
Scanning the list he said,
My name wasn’t short-listed.
Amazingly I said, “Make doubly sure.”
(I just glimpsed through the list,
There were forty three in row)

He asked my qualifications?
I said, “Double Masters.”
He too was astonished!
“How I was left? ”
Perhaps divine goading,
He went for records.
I had not communicated them
The final year result.
He was kind enough.
He asked me,
“Please fill up now.”
Immediately I did that,
In thankfulness I bow(ed) .
He went to the Chairman
With the records file,
My name was listed last,
He returned with a smile.

We were asked to sit
In a nearby hall,
There I found my friends
And senior pals.
After mutual interaction
A clearer picture emerged,
There were gold medalists,
Close relatives of the panelists,
Their selection was assured.
It was a rumor all around,
The show was only an eye wash,
We seemed not on a fair ground.

Anyway,
The burden was off my mind,
In friends’ company I enjoyed.
As per list each one had turn,
Last of all I had my turn.
After brief prelims from members,
Subject experts put me to task.
I had no fear of rejection in mind,
Selection to chance I had resigned.
This way, God’s Grace I had skimmed,
Self-confidence in myself had brimmed.
My competence, them amazed,
Volley of questions the way I faced;
My answers satisfied them all
From their faces I could trace.

When I came out,
Me, my friends cordoned,
Asking how everything
Inside board-room went on?
Beaming with confidence
I said, “wonderfully well!
They may, may not select,
But their faces happiness reflect.”
When thus I was said, a peon came,
He then announced my name,
Saying, the Board wanted me again.
I went inside, the Chairman said,
“Congratulations, you are selected.”
I was jubilant, I was elated,
All the rumors were deflated.

Lele,
This narration has a message fine:
Never lose heart, have faith divine,
All your talents it will refine,
In confidence you will ever shine.