As in the previous chapter I addressed the why part of the dream of moving to UK, in this part I want to address the how of the process. This is the process I had to invest a lot of my time and effort, and luck played its part as well.
(If you have missed the previous part: Chapter one: the Vision)
So after having visualised my dream I had to start working on it. Let me walk you through it.
- Job interviews:
So one month and 50 job applications later, I started getting acknowledgement emails. Some either stated straightaway that I did not fit the person specification while others realized a few replies later. I am not going to lie, it was frustrating!
The wait was long and my patience was getting shorter by the day. I checked my email a million times a day!
Finally I was shortlisted for an interview in a prestigious hospital for two posts. I jumped with joy. And then came along a few problems.
- Online Skype interview: I had to make sure I had a good internet connection, good lighting, background was neat and clean, good sound etc
- Dress code: Although it was online, I had to look professional and geeky chic. I opted for a blazer and let my sister do my makeup. And my specs added the geek factor.
- Time zones: So a 3 pm interview technically meant 19:30 in India.
- Accents: This was my biggest fear, of not being able to understand their questions. I watched a lot of British movies!
- Interview questions: Since this was my first interview ever in life I was so nervous. I watched a lot of YouTube videos to prepare basic questions (my weakness, strengths blah blah), read up about the hospital, the city it was located in, the type of visa I would need.
My first Skype interview experience:
So I was set and ready to go. I locked my parents and sister in their bedrooms to avoid interruptions. And I signed into my Skype account only to realize they had called me 10 minutes earlier and I had missed their call! I called up the hospital frantically but could not reach them. I tried calling them back, emailing them, only to be dejected.
I had missed the interview. I was so sad, anger and depressed. After all the preparation, I had failed.
However soon after, the second opportunity came through. A week later I was due to be interviewed by the same hospital. This time I was on my Skype account all ready to go 30 minutes prior. Finally the call came through. They asked me basic clinical questions and I answered them all. I was able to understand the accent perfectly well. All in all, I thought it went really well.
15 days went by and I did not hear back from them. So I emailed to find out and was informed the position was filled by some other candidate 5 years senior to me. They asked me to apply a year later.
I was really sad. So after two failed interviews I wanted to give up. I was getting impatient. I continued working in India and kept applying. However I had very little hope.
2 months later another opportunity came by.
I changed jobs in India to gain experience and get paid double than my previous one. The corporate trust induction training at the new place coincided with the scheduled UK interviews. I had made up my mind to give the interview a miss. A bird in hand is worth two in the bush, right?
“Opportunity is missed by most people because it is dressed in overalls and looks like work”. – Thomas Edison
On an impulse I asked to be excused for 30 minutes from the training on the pretext of meeting my parents urgently; I ran back to my place (I lived 10 minutes away)
This time I did not have any make up on, I was wearing a formal shirt, and I wasn’t prepared with any questions, all I knew that the city had a famous football club (I don’t even watch football!).
So I threw a white sheet to cover up the mess in the background and waited for the Skype call.
The interview went on smoothly, they did ask me about the place and I sheepishly said I followed their football club. (Lol) I ran back to complete my training.
One week later they sent me the job offer.
I screamed, jumped, cried and danced. I had crossed the biggest hurdle so far. I was finally in!
I am going to conclude this part of my story with the best saying ever by my favourite author,
“When you want something, the entire universe conspires in helping you achieve it”. – Paulo Coelho
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