The Man Who created his own empire

I am talking about my Grandpa, an icon. He is one person who has come a long way. He is 85 and can walk 4 kms till the office till date. He is one of the most active man of his age that I know of. There are qualities in him that I would want to acquire but he does not really discuss about his journey from sack to riches. He is pretty supportive and protective.

I am really grateful to have a grandpa like u. He has done so much for his family what we are where we are is all his hard work .He has his own rules and regulations and there is a world that revolves around the family .Very kind at heart and humble. You are from an era which I must have never seen; things that you think are probably correct form your side. But if you think from our point of view  you will be more involved. We will have a common topic to talk on and connect that ways.

You are my greatest icon for me and my role model. And I am sure if I get to learn a little from you it will help me become a great entrepreneur like you are!!

Competition, Struggle, Fight Everywhere

The epoch will keep changing but this sentence “SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST WILL NEVER GO”. In this human age, there is competition everywhere. The time since we are born we practically struggle for everything. I just read in the newspaper that admissions in 98% is so difficult. It does not get you a surety that you will get into the best 5 colleges. It’s crazy. How much do they expect the poor lad to bag! 99.99% or 100%??

As its said nothing comes easy NOTHING: Be it anything for a living, academics, not even advices, that’s why there are consultancy companies which have opened. Even when we travel we need to book our train tickets before 3 months to get a ticket. Thankfully there are loads of quotas and such good connectivity, inspite of that since the movability of people has increased so much that its presently impossible to get a train ticket without getting up at 5 a.m in the morning for the tatlkal ones.  In an ultra milli – second those tickets also go away. If u are lucky enough and the server is not down and gets connected you have survived! This incident made me write about surviving:

My dad gives corn seeds everyday to pigeons in the morning. These birds are so punctual; they sit on the rooftop sharp at 5.45 am. They follow my dad from the time he gets the seeds from the garage. They are so sharp, if there is a new person they won’t follow. As soon as the seeds are given these birds come to the ground and start eating the seeds. They eat so fast one after the other. I had never seen a beak move so fast. Its an amazing sight. And here too they have to STRUGGLE TO SURVIVE !!

SHOW

I am not a rebellion but I can’t be a Diplomatic. I say what I feel like and I am clear inside out. I can’t pretend to like things if I don’t and act all 2 faced. My folks and my friends can read my face and make out what m feeling. My eyes and my face both are so evident. This totally proves that I am going to be a bad film artist. In a way I feel happy that I am what I am and I am not trying to be someone other than me  but  at the same time this thought strikes my mind that to survive in this HYPOCRITE- PLASTIC world I need to act differently otherwise I would not be able to Survive. It’s said that if you start pleasing everyone you cannot achieve your goals and its actually difficult doing it because people can never be pleased how much ever you try! They will find faults in everything. I fail to understand

Why do people have to have different views on the same subject?  I think its fair of me to ask someone to have one stand on things. U like it u don’t. U approve it or u don’t. U want it or not. You ain’t cool when it comes to others but you are when it’s for yourself.  What the hell.  I can just say is HATS OFF TO THOSE PEOPLE WHO STAND FOR WHAT THEY THINK AND DON’T CARE WHAT THE HYPROCRITE WORLD THINKS ABOUT THEM..

Over the globe

The last time I can remember travelling alone was when I was 4. My uncle came to the airport to drop me and said he was coming in some time and handed me over to an unknown. She had a clear skin, and a neatly tied bun with eyelashes curled and the cheeks nicely puffed with blush-on. So when I reached in the economy cabin with her she kept pampering me and as I a kid I was loving it. I have been an extrovert and the way of speaking to people was a gift that was given to me.  She made me sit on my seat and when I asked her when’s my uncle coming?? She said “He will be here in no time”. So I kept   still and my eyes could not get off the entrance of the aircraft. Soon all the passengers were well- settled and I was anxiously still waiting for him to come. The aircraft doors were closed and when all the air-hostess started giving the demonstration I was puzzled and I did not know what to do. I was so scared and as I could not see my uncle anywhere.  Various thoughts kept rolling in my mind and as a child my mind was diverted towards pessimism. The flight took off and I sat amazed on what was happening. The hostess came towards me with a pack of chocolates and a soft toy and told me I would reach and meet my parents in no time. I knew something was wrong but did not weep out. Instead I started speaking to the old man next to me. And he kept me busy with riddles. That time there were no   small screens.  My time passed by so quickly and I loved my travel. With time I realized I love travelling. And my passion is to meet people of various cultures and see different places.

And since then I have never given the opportunity of travelling alone. And every time I do I meet the wonderful people. I had pen friends when I was a kid but now I have co-traveler friends. Its amazing how one meet can bond people for long? And in no time strangers open up to each other and the meet just does not feel like the first.  Meeting people from different cultures and their thoughts and take on life is so mesmerizing.

I have learnt on going around the planet is: “Each person has their own charm and each individual is BEAUTIFUL “

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Emotional Ordeal

The other day I had gone to my maid’s place. People who have worked at my home have practically seen me growing up. They are always very fond of me and vice versa. So this vacation when I got back home and saw her, she could not stop smiling for five minutes continuously. I was wondering if there was something on my face or I was looking weird.

One day, she asked me if I would like to see her apartment. So one day after her work, we went to her home. We got on the tempo and there was just one empty seat, so she offered me the spot. I squeezed in between two guys with smelly socks. We arrived at her neighbourhood, and we got off and started walking towards her place. Her kids ran towards her as soon as they saw her. They were dressed very untidily, and the innocent look on their faces was asking their mom who I was. I had gotten sweets for them and pencils.

She took me to her room where her sister-in-law was studying. It was a one bedroom, hall and kitchen all-in-one apartment. I could not believe my eyes when I saw the stove right next to her bed. And the closet was in front of her bed. When I asked her how many people stayed here, she said four adults with two kids and some guests. I was taken by surprise. I asked her how she managed to take care of everything with just her husband’s and her earnings. “As long as my daughters are studying and my daily expenditure is being fulfilled, it’s enough for me,” she said.

I was so touched that a domestic help like her and her security guard husband knew the importance of education. She offered me coffee and omelette which I had to refuse as I had just had lunch. I gave the kids the sweets. The younger daughter took them outside and gave them to all her friends and neighbours. I kept looking at her and thought what a big heart the kid has. She finished the whole packet. After a brief conversation,

she showed me around the place. She told me how they had to fight everyday to fill

a bucket of water. And there were days when the taps were dry. She told me that if I happen to go abroad for further studies, I should call her there so that she could earn a decent income and her family could live a happy life.

After half an hour, I bid them goodbye and started walking towards the main road. She insisted on coming along to see me off. Her daughters also followed. I got into the tempo and waved at them. My eyes were watery and I felt so helpless. As we drove off, I could see the smile on her face from far away. That’s when I learnt that life isn’t easy for everyone, and those who have an easy life do not value it.