"Escapades of life". As we hit roads of dream and passion, making choices , often taking roads which were always taken by others but, for other times, we walked on those unknown ones shaping the life.Great men are layman for most lifetimes, for rest they end up being Legends."-S.D
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Let me celebrate... Courtesy (My brother).. A True Story
Let me be me ..
P.S. The article is a true story of my brother... It gives me immense pleasure to have him , and I feel proud to include his article here.
With a lot of exuberance and delight, I feel exulted in informing that I have completed a year at Sasken. Well, no doubt the period has been
one with a lots of troughs and very few crests...:)
I faced situations which perhaps I had never faced before. From being penny pinching to penny seeking, I have done that all. I have been
through the worst of my financial health. From following some fatuous self implemented austerity drives to some inane stingy practices... I have done that all...
I faced embarassing situations. Situations which disintegrated and thrashed my self respect. Bullied over my confidence and almost decimated my values as an individual. The hardest part is that I feel
I could have been saved from this agony. When I yearned for help and
motivation, I only found myself being mocked and presented with adages
and stories of others coming out of such predicaments. Ofcourse it is
difficult to see through and feel the pain of others.
Well, when there's so much pain... why celebrate the day....??
Every thing in life comes with a purpose. I think such recessions and
"professional" instabilities are not just ephemeral but also very few
in a lifetime. But the lessons they teach are permanent. And this last
year has left some similar permanent imprints on my mind too. When I
was burning in the chambers of darkness, the darkness of sorrow;
crying for a ray of hope and enlightenment... I could only see them
going in vain. They say tough times do not last long but tough people
do... Well I find myself tougher. Tougher because I learnt to stop
expecting from people...and from people, I mean absolutely no one. It
was not that I was incapable or lacked acumen that I had to face such
times. It was only destiny. And despite that, they lost faith in me.
Looked down upon me...
At the end of this year, I find myself a lot more pragmatic and
determined. Although the cobwebs of problems haven't lasted over here
and they would never do, but I have learnt to face them on my own. I
may not be affluent at this point of time like many others... but I am
surely richer in thoughts and courage. I may not have accumulated too
much money in the first year of my professional life but I have
certainly acknowledged and accepted harsh realities of life. The year
also brought to me certain feats like an award for best creative
writng, consistent successes at the quiz forum. The year also helped
me come across different people at workplace. Different teams,
different GIS's (and every GIS came as a nightmare.. first one
informed about the salary cut, second one about leave without pay....
and the last one day that reinstated the bond... meaning that I cannot
get out of the place before Oct next year without paying 2Lakh
bucks....Isn't it a nice little corporate prison to be trapped
in...and by the way 2 lakh bucks.... :) I have not even earned that
sum so far.....and that means I am stuck over here to celebrate
another anniversary the next year..haha), different trainings that I
have undergone... some of them absolutely futile....
Well, when there is so much to take from a year, then it does justify
its celebrations....I may sound a bit bewildered in celebrating the
year... but thats how it is.. A milestone in itself.... a story of joy
and grief...fortunes and misfortunes...pleasure and pain...giving up
something and taking up others....And when I say celebrate, it doesn't
mean to throw an opulent party-like celebrations out of ostentations
and flattering around.... after all this is the biggest thing I have
learnt from the year...:).. let me be austere....even the Congress
Netas are with me on that....Let me celebrate it with a fag and
tea...Let me bolster my grit and faith... Let me stand taller