After reflecting and talking to my bro in law, I realized why it bothered me so much after “failing” that interview. How I lost my cool. I realized that everything was done deliberately to test my patience and my reaction to stress.
I failed. Something came out that was filled with arrogance, impatience, and vile, which I don’t believe I would even do, but alas it came out. I was found out for what really hid behind the image. I am glad it came out, and be realized for what it is. Its like this dunya, Allah has his way to expose the person no matter how much he tries to hide himself (not coz he’s feeling guilty, thats a different story), I’m talking about someone who thinks highly of themselves, that he is beyond tests. Allah brings them down to remind him who is control. I have to admit, I got a taste of whats it like in the corporate world, and frankly I want in. I see the end result is a systematic, thick skinned individual who is set on accomplishing goals no matter what. I visualize a person who is unfazed by external emotions and is able to contain himself in extremely stressful situations. The corporate world is life. A life with two children who need direction. A wife who needs a leader. A family who needs a backbone. If you can conquer that which I know is taller than the mountains of Moria, but hey its a journey. Its a recipe for role models and people of ihsan. The problem for so many people they forgot to infuse this process with Islam. They forget to rely. They forget to cry. Its the school of hard knox. But hey I want in. The smell of excellence is too enticing not to indulge. The stress and how to handle it makes playdoh into bricks, and I think its about time I start building a house.
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