Sikaju was now completely focused on his life.
He had only one goal—
👉 to earn a lot of money…
and change his life.
He didn’t want to become like stagnant water…
rotting in one place.
He wanted to become—
👉 like the ocean…
deep, vast, and limitless.
A young boy…
but with such a big vision…
Days passed…
and just like that—
👉 it had been one year since Sikaju started working there.
In this one year, he had learned a lot—
meeting different people…
understanding work…
and handling himself…
But now…
another thought came to his mind—
“Mom…”
He started missing his mother deeply.
“Should I go back home…?”
But then…
another idea struck him—
👉 “Why not try going to another country now?”
Without wasting time,
👉 Sikaju applied for Turkey.
He was no longer the same person…
he had learned a lot…
He felt—
“Now I can move forward…”
A few days passed…
and then came the news—
👉 His proposal got accepted.
Now he had to give an interview…
But…
here came a big problem—
If he wanted to go…
he had to resign from his current company first.
Sikaju fell into deep thought—
“What if I resign…
and don’t get selected there…?”
There was fear in his heart…
But still…
he made a decision—
👉 to take the risk.
“Whatever happens… I’ll face it…”
And then…
👉 he resigned from his job.
After a few days…
he returned home.
As soon as his mother saw him—
she became so happy—
“Oh my son…!
Were you not eating properly?
You’ve become so thin…”
“How did you come so suddenly?”
Sikaju stayed silent for a moment…
then said—
“Mom… I just wanted to see you…”
He hid the truth.
But inside…
his heart was restless—
👉 “What if I don’t get selected…?”
The next day…
👉 was his interview.
He couldn’t sleep the whole night…
Fear…
hope…
and anxiety…
And then…
that moment came.
But…
maybe fate had something else planned.
👉 Sikaju missed it by just a few marks…
👉 and he failed to clear the interview.
At that moment…
it felt like everything was over.
“Did I… lose…?”
His eyes filled with tears.
👉 He had already left his job…
👉 and now, he didn’t succeed here either…
Now there was only one question in front of him—
👉 “What should I do now…?”
Sikaju sat alone…
silence all around…
and inside him—
👉 a breaking confidence.
But…
is this really the end…?
👉 Or is this where his real story begins…?
⏳ To be continued… ✍️
