Monthly Archives: September 2010

There are only lessons in Life…

Experienced a small but very defining incidence recently and hence sharing it:

Place: A Ganpati Pandal, right in the heart of a very crowded chowk (Nal Stop) in Pune.

Time: Peak Traffic Hours, 7.30PM. The traffic’s really bad at Nal stop at this time of the day.

Description: A healthy guy in his 30’s with Pan/Gutkha in his mouth, was playing very loud and irritating music at the Pandal. He looked very rowdy. I started hating him in first glance itself. Let’s call him Pandal manager.

So, I was waiting near that Pandal for a friend. We were supposed to meet at a restaurant close to the Pandal. I was in my own thoughts and had already started making judgments and heavy criticism about all the Hungama that people create in Ganesh festivals. My thoughts were interrupted by a loud ambulance siren. The signal at the chowk was Red. Huge PMTs were lined up.  I felt helpless for the ambulance ‘coz there was barely any way it could make through. Vehicles were not moving. A bumper to bumper traffic situation. And to add to the misery, the noise levels at the Pandal were so high that I doubted whether vehicles upfront could listen to the siren and make some moves for the ambulance to pass. I started cursing the Pandal manager even more. I felt like going to that Pandal manager and ask him to stop the music. And to my surprise, he had already started lowering the volume. He infact stopped the music and quickly rushed towards ambulance. I could see there that if one or two vehicles could just shift towards their left, the ambulance could have made it. I thought I should go there and help to save the situation. By then, the Pandal manager had taken the control of traffic. He made 2-3 vehicles move and Bingo! The ambulance got its away. My sophisticated and restricted mindset felt pathetic. It needed more presence of mind to save the situation. I could not stop appreciating the Pandal manager that he was quick enough to act. Who knows his quick thinking and action probably saved a life!!! Kudos to the Pandal manager.

Well, this incidence is open to interpretations, opinions and comments. I don’t want to provide any conclusion. I don’t want to make any statement on humanity, presence of mind and blah, blah either. I’ll only share what I learned through this incidence that

“There’s so much to learn even from a person whom I don’t like apparently at the first glance. What I see in a person at the first glance is just the illusion. Instead of being judgmental, I should focus upon the fact that there’s so much of learning. Just because I’m qualified, well-educated and a white-collar job holder civilian, it does not mean that I’m superior. अहम् में, गुरूर में और नफरत में काफी दरवाज़े बंद हो जाते हैं. Stay Humble, Stay Hungry, Stay Foolish!!! Let’s stop making judgments ‘coz nothing can be generalized!”

Thanks to my friend who was 5 min. late. Those 5 minutes certainly shook my beliefs to some extent.
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ज़रा गौर फरमाओ

Disclaimer: I don’t mean to offend anyone by this post. With a complete respect to the working class, which is the heart of Indian Economy, I’m writing this. This post is dedicated to all those white-collar software job holders who crib about their lives 24*7

Another Disclaimer: The poem’s completely original.

शुक्र करो,
की तुम तपती धूप में पसीना बहानेवाले किसान नही बने
न तुम युद्धभूमि में जान न्योछावर करनेवाले जवान बने
तुम किस्मत के अभागे, सड़कों पे सोनेवाले भिखारी नही बने
न तुम जंगली जान्वरोंके साथ खेलनेवाले मदारी बने
तुम नींद भूख प्यास और घर छोडके के सवारी पे जानेवाले ड्राईवर नही बने
न तुम काली रातोंमे जिस्मफरोशी करनेवालों के सौदागर बने
तुम हररोज़ बासी बर्तन धोनेवाले कामवाले भैया या बाई नहीं बने
न तुम गली मोहल्लोंमे अकारण दहशत फैलानेवाले भाई बने
तुम किसी राजाके पैरों के धूल समान दास नही बने
न तुम medical college में इस्तेमाल किये जानेवाली लाश बने 
तुम न जाने क्या क्या बन सकते थे! एक बहुत ही आम ज़िन्दगी जी सकते थे! 
तुम में शारीरिक क्षमता की भी कोई कमी नहीं
फिर क्यों तुम रोते हो? अपनी किस्मत को कोसते हो? 
अपने काम की इज्ज़त नही करते? और बस निराशा और मायूसी की आहे भरते?
तुम एक काबिल engineer हो… ऐसा engineer जो AC में बैठके 9-6 duty करता हैं. वो भी सिर्फ सोमवार से शुक्रवार!!! काम से शिकायत होना लाज़मी हैं… काम से satisfied न होना भी गैर नही. बड़े और बेहेतर काम की चाह होनी चाहिए. लगे तो उस दिशा में कदम उठाओ. लेकिन काम और मेहेनत करने की तमन्ना ही न हो तो क्या रहा? सोचो तुम क्या क्या बन सकते थे और आज क्या हो? आज तुम जिन सुख-सुविधाओं में जी रहे हो; उनको पाने के लिए शायद तुम्हारे माता-पिता ने और उनकी पीढ़ी के तमाम लोगोने कई साल गुजारे होंगे. आज भी देश की अधिकतर आवाम तुम्हारे जैसी ज़िंदगी जीने को तरस रही होंगी. अगर फिर भी तुम अपनी ज़िन्दगी से खुश नही हो तो उस में बदलाव लाने की ज़रुर कोशिश करो. पर यूँ हाथ पे हाथ धरे ऑफिस के ऐशो-आराम में बैठके keyboard पे “I hate my job, Damn! Work tomorrow, Monday, Tuesday, WTF” लिखो मत ! यही तोह उम्र हैं मेहेनत करने कि, सपने सजाने की और उन सपनोमे उड़ान भरनेकी!!!

PS: To make myself clear, the post is about those who don’t like TO work; rather than those who don’t like their work, the current work in hand.

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