ONE BEDROOM FLAT...

A Bitter Reality

As the dream of most parents I had acquired a degree in Engineering and joined a company based in USA, the land of braves and opportunity. When I arrived in the USA, it was as if a dream had come true.

Here at last I was in the place where I want to be. I decided I would be staying in this country for about Five years in which time I would have earned enough money to settle down in India.

My father was a government employee and after his retirement, the only asset he could acquire was a decent one bedroom flat.

I wanted to do some thing more than him. I started feeling homesick and lonely as the time passed. I used to call home and speak to my parents every week using cheap international phone cards. Two years passed, two years of Burgers at McDonald's and pizzas and discos and 2 years watching the foreign exchange rate getting happy whenever the Rupee value went down.

Finally I decided to get married. Told my parents that I have only 10 days of holidays and everything must be done within these 10 days. I got my ticket booked in the cheapest flight. Was jubilant and was actually enjoying hopping for gifts for all my friends back home. If I miss anyone then there will be talks. After reaching home I spent home one week going through all the photographs of girls and as the time was getting shorter I was forced to select one candidate.

In-laws told me, to my surprise, that I would have to get married in 2-3 days, as I will not get anymore holidays. After the marriage, it was time to return to USA, after giving some money to my parents and telling the neighbors to look after them, we returned to USA.

My wife enjoyed this country for about two months and then she started feeling lonely. The frequency of calling India increased to twice in a week sometimes 3 times a week. Our savings started diminishing.

After two more years we started to have kids. Two lovely kids, a boy and a girl, were gifted to us by the almighty. Every time I spoke to my parents, they asked me to come to India so that they can see their grand-children.

Every year I decide to go to India But part work part monetary conditions prevented it. Years went by and visiting India was a distant dream. Then suddenly one day I got a message that my parents were seriously sick. I tried but I couldn't get any holidays and thus could not go to India ... The next message I got was my parents had passed away and as there was no one to do the last rights the society members had done whatever they could. I was depressed. My parents had passed away without seeing their grand children.

After couple more years passed away, much to my children's dislike and my wife's joy we returned to India to settle down. I started to look for a suitable property, but to my dismay my savings were short and the property prices had gone up during all these years. I had to return to the USA...

My wife refused to come back with me and my children refused to stay in India... My 2 children and I returned to USA after promising my wife I would be back for good after two years.

Time passed by, my daughter decided to get married to an American and my son was happy living in USA... I decided that had enough and wound-up every thing and returned to India... I had just enough money to buy a decent 02 bedroom flat in a well-developed locality.

Now I am 60 years old and the only time I go out of the flat is for the routine visit to the nearby temple. My faithful wife has also left me and gone to the holy abode.

Sometimes I wondered was it worth all this?

My father, even after staying in India,

Had a house to his name and I too have the same nothing more.

I lost my parents and children for just ONE EXTRA BEDROOM.

Looking out from the window I see a lot of children dancing. This damned cable TV has spoiled our new generation and these children are losing their values and culture because of it. I get occasional cards from my children asking I am alright. Well at least they remember me.

Now perhaps after I die it will be the neighbors again who will be performing my last rights, God Bless them.

But the question still remains 'was all this worth it?'

I am still searching for an answer...... ......... ..!!!

START THINKING

IS IT JUST FOR ONE EXTRA BEDROOM???

LIFE IS BEYOND THIS ..DON'T JUST LEAVE YOUR LIFE ..

START LIVING IT .

LIVE IT AS YOU WANT IT TO BE
------------------- Written BY a Indian engineer

My dear parents ………….

In a modern society, people always face the dilemma to choose whether parents or other people are the best teachers. This problem is the much debated one in that it affects everyone in their daily lives. As far as I am concerned, parents are the best teachers because of their love and lifetime teaching. We should concern to your parents first rather than concerning any one else

The first argument that can be presented to develop my position is that parents love us whole-heatedly. For example, from time to time, they have to give up their own time, pleasure, and even their dreams in order to fulfill our needs.
Moreover, most parents do not expect their children to thank to their invaluable contributions but rather look forward to a sagacious and happy life for their children to enjoy. I still remember I was always weak in studies but my parents had never forced me or tried to make any pressure on me.

Throughout our lifetime not only do our parents provide us with all living needs but they also are responsible for introducing the world to us. Furthermore, they teach us by what they say and do to tell us how to face with problems to weather difficulties optimistically. But still we think we are right, they had seen more life than us they has more experience they are always right at the end of the day. It does not mean there is no word like friend. I had one but she left me at last .I hope some people can understand this thing.

I am really thankful to my dad who has given me every thing good life style and valuable position in the society and every thing what ever I asked from him he fulfilled it .Being a senior most officer and engineer from IIT/ k he is so simple and down to earth I would really think if I could be like him. My Mom is always a good mental support for me when ever I get demotivated she is the only one who uses to stand side by to me to motivate me. The best phase I like to hear from my mom is “koi nahi sab vadiya hona hai”. Without your support mom Karizma couldn’t be possible. Thank you for every thing.

I am really thankful to the god who has given me a good job with good position in a wonderful company and the best part is that I always near to my parents. I love to hear a call from my dad at 7:00 P.M offering me to join him for the evening tea. We share all our official talks, discussion on current events I love doing so.

Thank you for every thing. I wonder if I could make u proud one day.

The Sparrow Spirit

(As told by Chief Justice of India, Justice R.C.Lahoti in the form of the story of the sparrow
on citizen activism).
The story went like this: Once a fire broke out in a forest. There was a hen sparrow sitting on the top of a tree in which she had her nest. She watched the fire for a few minutes and took some decision. She spread her wings, flew high and reached a lake near the forest. She filled her beak with water, flew back and dropped the water on fire. She did so many times. A crow was watching the bird with amusement. It asked the sparrow, “Why are you wasting your energy? Do you think that a beak-full of water can extinguish the fire in the forest? The bird replied, “There are more than one reasons for my initiative.
First, whether big or small,
every body in this forest must fight against any calamity to the best of its capacity. Second,
my activity is my declaration that I am not on the bandwagon of those who set the forest on
fire; I am amongst those who are fighting the fire. Third, I will never have a regret in my life
that for extinguishing the fire I could have done something but I did not. Fourth, I am an
example and inspiration to those who can fight the fire but are not doing so. And, lastly, I will
go down in the record as having done its best to fight the fire.”