My travelogue for the past three months would probably contain the following: bedroom, kitchen, comfort room, sala, tricycle and bus station, cracked roads, sala, comfort room, kitchen and bedroom. It was an arduous experience to let your calorie rate shoot up while editing your resume at almost a regular basis. That's right: Resume writing has knotted me tight in front of the computer screen.

During the end of our graduation rites, I kept humming these lyrics in tune with our University Hymn: Oh God, please give me a job. I really did it that time. The highest spiritual presence imprisoned me for almost three months revising my resume

Swimming with doubts and drowning with hopelessness, I opted for the lottery. Just kidding. While I began to rust, resume writing became my whestone. Though I would just prance around the house waiting for a call, I know I'm ready once opportunity comes knocking at my door.