I didn't have enough money to study, so I sold the land and studied, got a PhD from abroad.
Came back to Kabul, thinking that I have read so much, now I will get the biggest chair after the President!Searched offices for a long time, but did not find a job. Something had to be done, so a car service station was opened. Relatives joked a lot but I kept reassuring myself and my family that everything will be fine.
The service station was very shabby. I resorted to plastic instead of glasses, the cold and strong winds of Kabul would blow away the plastic every day and I had to buy new plastic every day.
My cousins were quite relieved with my new job.
Every day they brought beautiful cars and washed them with me, although there were other people working with me, but I always cleaned their cars myself.
It was a very cold season. The cold wind of Kabul was passing through the body, I was looking at the scene outside the plastic window. Uncle came, parked the car and asked to clean it.
I saw that the car was completely filled with dung, grass inside.
God knows, but I thought that they had accidentally messed it up on purpose so that I could clean it and they would be relieved to see it!
My co-workers rushed to the car, I forbade them, meaning that now the cousins had come just to see me cleaning. I made my brother sit down and ordered whatever he wanted.
And started washing the car himself.
The work was very hard, my eyes filled but continued to work and cleaned their dirty car.
Cousins came out holding a cup of tea and said to clean it well! To tell the truth, it was a very difficult situation, but I did not want to spoil my brother's hopes.
*few days later*
The car was washed well, the owner of the car was quite anxious. I thought maybe the car was not cleaned properly. I asked brother, what is the matter, why are you so worried? He said I am a student and I have an exam.
The strange thing was that he was an economics student and on the other hand I had a PhD in economics
I asked which subject is the paper?
He said "Accounting".
I said, you go to this room in front, I will come.
I taught them six months of lessons in fifteen minutes!
Did you wash that car?
I said yes! Life is work, right?
I told them about my studies
He was surprised!
Now he started insisting that you have to go with me, the VC of our university is my friend.
I talk to him, he will definitely give you a job.
When I started walking with them, they saw my crumpled clothes and asked, "Don't you have any other clothes?"
I said no, I know no one has given me the job, they are just being stubborn, so I am going with you.
Dressed in wet clothes, I stood in a corner of the VC office. There was expensive furniture in the office, but I did not want to sit on it.
The VC thought I was a mason, I took a cloth and placed it on the couch and sat down.
The student narrated my story to him. He looked at me with mocking eyes.
In order to save lives, he said, prepare for the demo, we will call you.
I said I'm still up for the demo!
They didn't like my style, but they still picked up the phone, call all the teachers in this classroom and tell them there's a demo!
He handed me a marker and I asked for two more markers.
The class was full. I saluted. All the students were smiling after seeing my clothes. Commanded you start the demo.
I said what subject should I give a lecture on?
Said your will!
I wrote ten topics of economics on the board.
My beautiful writing looked quite good on the board.
I said what topic should I talk about in it?
The second numbered topic,
I further classified this topic. Then he looked at them and said, "Which subject will be right among them?"
filled the entire board. Two joined boards are filled.
Suddenly there was applause. I looked back and the whole class was standing and clapping and I was standing in front of them, in dirty clothes.
VC said! Yes brother, tell me how much salary will you get?
And I got the job
I worked like a machine. At the end of the month I got a good salary with the award of University Best Teacher. The highest salary in this university was 50,000 Afghani, but I was hired at 120,000. After that, there were opportunities to work in the American University, Ministry of Finance, international conferences and many universities in the world. My one-year service station contract was not yet up and I had visited thirty countries. Even today I treat my cousins well
They also respect me a lot and always say "Sir" with my name.
*I am pleased with God.*
*Never surrender to life. Life has many dimensions, always be hopeful for tomorrow. Never shy about doing something".*
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