All that could have been done has been done; for now. I have done brainstorming about the choices i have made and their subsequent consequences.
A right choice!, A worng choice!, A right choice!, A wrong choice! I don't have a readymade answer to offer but i am confident about the orginality of my decision when i look back in time.
I look back and all i see is a tiny, 5 year old boy in navy blue knickers and super white poly-cot shirt standing under a coconut tree singing "jayati jay jay maa saraswati" ( a prayer towards the hindu goddess of wisdom). Getting up early, a cold shower at 5.30 in the morning and boiled rice for dinner were the meaning of life back then. The hunger, so devastating, that you could eat all the snacks brought from home in a single sitting. The days, so long, that you could cross the date on the last page of the diary a trillion times and yet two more periods would have to be attended. The hostel warden, such a witch hunter, that he would know exactly when you sneaked out to buy the biscuits. The locker keys, so cunning, that they will disappear everytime you go to the playground. And the worst, the holidays, so scarce, that they end before you have shown all the cuts and bruises to the mother.
True, i have moved on, so have the circumstances. Life isn't that tough now. A thing called salary comes in the end of every month and thats why i wake up in the morning. A thing called target remains in my mind all the time and thats why they pay me salary.
But when i get a minute for myself, i brainstorm. I brainsotrm for all that my parents have gone through. All that i have gone through to get this thing called education. And a herculean question blocks my way. Am i doing justice to myself ? Am i doing justice to the enormous sacrifices my parents have made? Am i doing justice to the strong desire cropping up in me to give it back to the world? And top of everything, Shouldn't i listen to my heart and do what i believe i would love more?
Well! I don't know. There are plenty of things that i dont know. But there is a truth! I am willing to live for others. I am willing to explore, use my potential to shape up the future of some more people, who wouldn't get it otherwise.
After all "Money isn't Everything"
Monday, May 23, 2011
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Anna's fight against corruption - Sacrificing saint or an emotional outburst
Well , it seems the people of india have won something. I don't know what it actually means to win for masses. Anna, has set an example of how things can be improved. As he has said, by defeating the black whites. I think the brown whites rather.
For the people including me, its more like an emotional outburst. The only people I know as government is police. I don't go to the sansad bhawan, I am not a lawyer, my salary comes from a private firm; I am trying to care, as to, why should I care? Whether india is rich or poor? Whether india is india at all or not. I am not benifitting from anything that perhaps a corruption free state will bring as I have never benefited in the corrupt state.
Every time think about such things, my desire to do something good dies down. I am sad about this fact. And I don't know what motivates anna to go on a hunger strike for four days.
For the people including me, its more like an emotional outburst. The only people I know as government is police. I don't go to the sansad bhawan, I am not a lawyer, my salary comes from a private firm; I am trying to care, as to, why should I care? Whether india is rich or poor? Whether india is india at all or not. I am not benifitting from anything that perhaps a corruption free state will bring as I have never benefited in the corrupt state.
Every time think about such things, my desire to do something good dies down. I am sad about this fact. And I don't know what motivates anna to go on a hunger strike for four days.
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