“No,no don’t do this!!!
It was a full throttle scream which came from behind, I turned back, it was my boss there. No this is not your destiny,you cant leave the battleground without fighting, atleast not like this.Mark my words "
Life is bowl of colours, its upto you to choose your colour...........CHOOSE IT"!!!
“But I am fed up of all this, its been 3 months since am suffering each day, there hasn’t been a single mint when I have felt good, felt as if my life is worth living. I am dying everyday, every moment from inside, now I feel it’s the time! “ I told him with tears in my eyes.
Boss came closer, put his hand over my shoulder said me to come to his cabin.
Time 6:30 pm
Place: South corner, Floor 1, Videocon Tower, Jhandewalan Extension, New Delhi
I was surprised to see a pizza box with my favourte drink on the table. Unbelievable, this cant be him. He offered me the stuffs and asked,”were you serious? Or just oozing out your frustration?” certainly it was a thoughtful decision but came out of my anger, frustration.
First time I saw a different person across the table, a different face expression peculiarly different than the earlier ones. “ you know dear, life tests you, it gives you impossible circumstances, tough patches to cross and its upto you how you face it, how you make your way, how you win at the end.
I bursted,”its easy to speak, always easier to preach than practice, wish you had faced the problems what I suffered, the frustration, pain I went through……….you cant even think of it, but now thts it, I will quit whatever happens……m no more working for you, your organisation!!!!
Ok! If its your final decidion then be it, I wont say you to change your decision but before going I want you to listen to a story. Then you can go your way wherever you wish to go.
“10 years back,in 2001 there was a young man, buoyant and energetic with spark to perform just like you. He joined his dream organisation after passing out from a premier B-school. With dreams in eyes, passion in heart, he started his career….a career which was the only support system for his family consisting a young sister, ailing mother just like it happens in the typical movies of 1980’s. Soon his all dreams shattered when he found himself in a jungle of corporates, where there is no place for humanly expressions. The dictionary of that world was not what we have used so far, love was replaced by opportunity, compassion was replaced by barter trade, profit-loss, market share, bottom line target were the most used words from the dictionary of that world.
Now his life was changed, he was a machine, who worked from 10 am to 7,8….10,11 pm in night, there was only certainty about the time of entering into the office but when will he will go back was always unknown. Slowly slowly he found that he don’t have time to take care of the parents, sister even. He was only a machine who is working and sending money to the family. he was so occupied that he stopped calling back home and only weekends gave me a window to come back to what we call Social world.
Time passed bye and he got married with love of his life, his school friend. It was 2004 when both were blessed with a lovely kid when he was abroad. This cant be more painfull for a father when he cant see his new born baby but boundations of job makes you to do all things that you never want to do. Life was going right for him, till he got promoted to managerial position with an additional charge to take care of APAC (Asia Pacific region). And this changed his life completely, he was so occupied with his work that he seldomly got time to be with his family.
In March 2005, he went for a employee exchange program to china. While all access to electronic means were restricted in china, he barely had any touch with the family for almost 15 days. The moment he landed in New Delhi airport, he made phone calls to home but nobody picked. He then tried to call his wife on her cell, but it was out of reach. Surprised, tensed he called at his office, operator informed that there were many messages left for him in last fortnight by his wife. He rushed to his office, got the message that his mother is terminally ill and she is taking her to their ancestral home near allahabad.
He ran out of his office and boarded a train from Sarai rohilla station for allahabad.Reached in almost 11 hours and boarded a local bus to catch his family in Sarai Aaquil, his native place. When he reached his home, he found his son playing outside the courtyard, he ran in and madly started looking for his mother. She wasn’t there. She had died 3days back and her only son wasn’t even there at her last moment.
He broke into tears, where is she resting, which kabragaah? My son came, held my hand and took me to the small room near the staircase. This room belonged to me when I was kid, there I studied, played, slept. Entering into the room, I found a grave in the middle of room with my photos, toys, book surrounding it.
“she wanted to stay close to her son, her only son who is lost in the crap world of corporates” a stern dialogue came from my wife. She wanted to die in your lap, therefore she wished to come back home so that she can die in peace, if not with you then atleast with your memories.
She handed over a letter to him, which was the last word of his mother…
Beta Ahmed,
Tumhara bahut intezaar kiya par ab aur nahi kar sakti kyunki khuda ke ghar jane ka waqt aaa gaya hai. Jaante ho, har maa ki khwaaissh yahi hoti hai ki apne bache ko khush dekhe, Tumhare walid sahab ke intquaal ke baad maine tumhari har khushi ko hi apna maan liya tha, aur tumne bhi ek nek aur tamirdar bete ki terah meri har khushi ka khayal rakha.
Tumne har zimmedari ko nibhaya, tum ek ache bete, bhai aur shauhar bane lekin tumne apni zimmedari ko bus paise tak hi samjha. Tum har mahine ghar par paise bhejte rahe,magar paisa hi sab kuch nahi hota. Shuru me paiso ke sath bete ka pyaar bhi aata tha, jo dheere dheere khatam ho gya. Beta dheere dheere ek bank me tabdeel ho gaya jo har mahine tankhwaah de diya karta tha. Is boodhi maa ko paise nahi apna baccha chaie tha lekin tum yeh kabhi samajh hi nahi paye.
Tum hamesha ek machine ki terah kaam karte reh gaye, peeche mud kar bhi nahi dekha ki kaun raah me chooot gaya. Meri duwaye tumare sath rahengi lekin acha hota ki tum mere aakhri waqt me sath rehte.
Is waqt mere aankh me aansoo hai, isliye nahi ki, mera aakhri waqt hai, dar-asal ye budhi kamzor aankhe tume dekhne ko taras gayi aur is waqt mujhe agar parvardigar ek khwaish poori karne ka maukade to tume apne aankho ke samne bula leti.
Yahi duniya hai, kisi ko mukammal jahan nahi milta……..kabhi zameen to kabhi aasmaa nahi milta.
Mai is poorane ghar me sirf tumari wajah se aai, tum saamne na sahi, is ghar k har darakht-o-deewar me tum ho. Tumara bachpan hai yahan. Aise din jab tum bank nahi bete hua karte the aur mujhe pension nahi pyaar milta tha.
Khair chodo, kal tak tumare paas waqt ki kami thi aur aaj mere paas waqt nahi hai. Allah ne ye zindagi ek maqsad ke liye di hai aur paisa kamana maqsad nahi ho sakta, isliye apni zindagi zayaa na karo aur peeche mud kar zaroor dekhna ki tumne kya paya aur kya khoya hai….
Tumari Ammi
April 2005
His eyes were filled with tears, probably he was ashamed of himself. He never had time to take care of his mother even when he knew that she wont be there for ever . That incident broke him completely. It changed his life, changed the way he was handling life.
And now this is October 2011, after 6 years I found the same Ahmed in you. I don’t want you to suffer the same pain which I suffered in my life. I knew that you would stretch your limits to perform but this is not the end of life. Your job is part of life, let it be part of your life only, don’t try to make it your life at all.
Go and live your life, talk to your friends, your family members then you will see that working is fun as you will have motive to work. You will have people around you who will take care of you when you need them. Remember one thing “Boss is always right but if he is wrong you shud have the guts to say, Boss you are wrong here. Learn to say no, and remember “Never say Yes when you want to say No”.
Always remember, you will have people who will create problems for you in your life. Forgive them but don’t forget them. Never forget because each problem teaches you some lesson, learn it so that nobody can creat problem for you again. So learn to use the F-word properly, forgive them but never forget them*. (*Thanks to Adya Ma’am)
Resignation is always the easiest way to escape from problems in corporate life but if you do it once, you will do it again because you wont have the guts to fight, face the problems. It shows you are coward, but this world is for brave…………..its better to die head high than falling on your knee!!!
Life is bowl of colours, its upto you to choose your colour...........CHOOSE IT!!!
It was a full throttle scream which came from behind, I turned back, it was my boss there. No this is not your destiny,you cant leave the battleground without fighting, atleast not like this.Mark my words "
Life is bowl of colours, its upto you to choose your colour...........CHOOSE IT"!!!
“But I am fed up of all this, its been 3 months since am suffering each day, there hasn’t been a single mint when I have felt good, felt as if my life is worth living. I am dying everyday, every moment from inside, now I feel it’s the time! “ I told him with tears in my eyes.
Boss came closer, put his hand over my shoulder said me to come to his cabin.
Time 6:30 pm
Place: South corner, Floor 1, Videocon Tower, Jhandewalan Extension, New Delhi
I was surprised to see a pizza box with my favourte drink on the table. Unbelievable, this cant be him. He offered me the stuffs and asked,”were you serious? Or just oozing out your frustration?” certainly it was a thoughtful decision but came out of my anger, frustration.
First time I saw a different person across the table, a different face expression peculiarly different than the earlier ones. “ you know dear, life tests you, it gives you impossible circumstances, tough patches to cross and its upto you how you face it, how you make your way, how you win at the end.
I bursted,”its easy to speak, always easier to preach than practice, wish you had faced the problems what I suffered, the frustration, pain I went through……….you cant even think of it, but now thts it, I will quit whatever happens……m no more working for you, your organisation!!!!
Ok! If its your final decidion then be it, I wont say you to change your decision but before going I want you to listen to a story. Then you can go your way wherever you wish to go.
“10 years back,in 2001 there was a young man, buoyant and energetic with spark to perform just like you. He joined his dream organisation after passing out from a premier B-school. With dreams in eyes, passion in heart, he started his career….a career which was the only support system for his family consisting a young sister, ailing mother just like it happens in the typical movies of 1980’s. Soon his all dreams shattered when he found himself in a jungle of corporates, where there is no place for humanly expressions. The dictionary of that world was not what we have used so far, love was replaced by opportunity, compassion was replaced by barter trade, profit-loss, market share, bottom line target were the most used words from the dictionary of that world.
Now his life was changed, he was a machine, who worked from 10 am to 7,8….10,11 pm in night, there was only certainty about the time of entering into the office but when will he will go back was always unknown. Slowly slowly he found that he don’t have time to take care of the parents, sister even. He was only a machine who is working and sending money to the family. he was so occupied that he stopped calling back home and only weekends gave me a window to come back to what we call Social world.
Time passed bye and he got married with love of his life, his school friend. It was 2004 when both were blessed with a lovely kid when he was abroad. This cant be more painfull for a father when he cant see his new born baby but boundations of job makes you to do all things that you never want to do. Life was going right for him, till he got promoted to managerial position with an additional charge to take care of APAC (Asia Pacific region). And this changed his life completely, he was so occupied with his work that he seldomly got time to be with his family.
In March 2005, he went for a employee exchange program to china. While all access to electronic means were restricted in china, he barely had any touch with the family for almost 15 days. The moment he landed in New Delhi airport, he made phone calls to home but nobody picked. He then tried to call his wife on her cell, but it was out of reach. Surprised, tensed he called at his office, operator informed that there were many messages left for him in last fortnight by his wife. He rushed to his office, got the message that his mother is terminally ill and she is taking her to their ancestral home near allahabad.
He ran out of his office and boarded a train from Sarai rohilla station for allahabad.Reached in almost 11 hours and boarded a local bus to catch his family in Sarai Aaquil, his native place. When he reached his home, he found his son playing outside the courtyard, he ran in and madly started looking for his mother. She wasn’t there. She had died 3days back and her only son wasn’t even there at her last moment.
He broke into tears, where is she resting, which kabragaah? My son came, held my hand and took me to the small room near the staircase. This room belonged to me when I was kid, there I studied, played, slept. Entering into the room, I found a grave in the middle of room with my photos, toys, book surrounding it.
“she wanted to stay close to her son, her only son who is lost in the crap world of corporates” a stern dialogue came from my wife. She wanted to die in your lap, therefore she wished to come back home so that she can die in peace, if not with you then atleast with your memories.
She handed over a letter to him, which was the last word of his mother…
Beta Ahmed,
Tumhara bahut intezaar kiya par ab aur nahi kar sakti kyunki khuda ke ghar jane ka waqt aaa gaya hai. Jaante ho, har maa ki khwaaissh yahi hoti hai ki apne bache ko khush dekhe, Tumhare walid sahab ke intquaal ke baad maine tumhari har khushi ko hi apna maan liya tha, aur tumne bhi ek nek aur tamirdar bete ki terah meri har khushi ka khayal rakha.
Tumne har zimmedari ko nibhaya, tum ek ache bete, bhai aur shauhar bane lekin tumne apni zimmedari ko bus paise tak hi samjha. Tum har mahine ghar par paise bhejte rahe,magar paisa hi sab kuch nahi hota. Shuru me paiso ke sath bete ka pyaar bhi aata tha, jo dheere dheere khatam ho gya. Beta dheere dheere ek bank me tabdeel ho gaya jo har mahine tankhwaah de diya karta tha. Is boodhi maa ko paise nahi apna baccha chaie tha lekin tum yeh kabhi samajh hi nahi paye.
Tum hamesha ek machine ki terah kaam karte reh gaye, peeche mud kar bhi nahi dekha ki kaun raah me chooot gaya. Meri duwaye tumare sath rahengi lekin acha hota ki tum mere aakhri waqt me sath rehte.
Is waqt mere aankh me aansoo hai, isliye nahi ki, mera aakhri waqt hai, dar-asal ye budhi kamzor aankhe tume dekhne ko taras gayi aur is waqt mujhe agar parvardigar ek khwaish poori karne ka maukade to tume apne aankho ke samne bula leti.
Yahi duniya hai, kisi ko mukammal jahan nahi milta……..kabhi zameen to kabhi aasmaa nahi milta.
Mai is poorane ghar me sirf tumari wajah se aai, tum saamne na sahi, is ghar k har darakht-o-deewar me tum ho. Tumara bachpan hai yahan. Aise din jab tum bank nahi bete hua karte the aur mujhe pension nahi pyaar milta tha.
Khair chodo, kal tak tumare paas waqt ki kami thi aur aaj mere paas waqt nahi hai. Allah ne ye zindagi ek maqsad ke liye di hai aur paisa kamana maqsad nahi ho sakta, isliye apni zindagi zayaa na karo aur peeche mud kar zaroor dekhna ki tumne kya paya aur kya khoya hai….
Tumari Ammi
April 2005
His eyes were filled with tears, probably he was ashamed of himself. He never had time to take care of his mother even when he knew that she wont be there for ever . That incident broke him completely. It changed his life, changed the way he was handling life.
And now this is October 2011, after 6 years I found the same Ahmed in you. I don’t want you to suffer the same pain which I suffered in my life. I knew that you would stretch your limits to perform but this is not the end of life. Your job is part of life, let it be part of your life only, don’t try to make it your life at all.
Go and live your life, talk to your friends, your family members then you will see that working is fun as you will have motive to work. You will have people around you who will take care of you when you need them. Remember one thing “Boss is always right but if he is wrong you shud have the guts to say, Boss you are wrong here. Learn to say no, and remember “Never say Yes when you want to say No”.
Always remember, you will have people who will create problems for you in your life. Forgive them but don’t forget them. Never forget because each problem teaches you some lesson, learn it so that nobody can creat problem for you again. So learn to use the F-word properly, forgive them but never forget them*. (*Thanks to Adya Ma’am)
Resignation is always the easiest way to escape from problems in corporate life but if you do it once, you will do it again because you wont have the guts to fight, face the problems. It shows you are coward, but this world is for brave…………..its better to die head high than falling on your knee!!!
Life is bowl of colours, its upto you to choose your colour...........CHOOSE IT!!!
touchy...i think dis story covers d situational reality of evry professional...
ReplyDeleteu r very lucky den.... bt hope dis continues til d end of ur service
ReplyDelete@ anonymous1 : thanx a ton for your words and this situational reality is part of this life...so be it but learn the art of living.
ReplyDelete@ anonymous 2 : I know i am lucky, because i have you guys who read n appreciate. I wish better luck to all folks who are in the same state of mind....
Yours,
VIN