There is a son born in the house. Party !!! Celebrations .... The son is not keeping well , well get the high class doctors. Save his life. Send the kid to the best school. The kid is under pressure to perform well. He does. He is then expected to be free, make his decisions, showed a path which will help him forever. The ability to judge between right and wrong, to pursue his heart over his mind. He sacrifices his desire to be a writer, or a painter and end up being an engineer. He is strongest of the lot but not the bravest of them all. He is successful but not rebel. He is labelled a rebel , careless and irresponsible.
He is pursued to go out in the world, tackle it in his style , and come out a winner. He is taught not to be sad, to be strong. Ever since his high school education, only thing that ever was asked him was his studies. He was tired of comparison, he went out to world. His below par salary was an issue. He was forced to find a girl to marry, and made to think he was not the best of bachelors around. He was encouraged to do all he could not. He was heavy and not liked by anyone he knew.
He went for job in an alien city with foreign languages, and hostile people. He worked hard to make an impression. He could not deny the fact the urge to write never left him, nor did the urge to make a difference in the world. He tried hard to be home, whenever he got an option. He was crushed between paternal and maternal families, and with multiple responsibilities. Overloaded, over-worked and over-questioned, he finally did fell in love. The love was as elusive, a feeling that never was. He was in the best of worst times. He was earning less, saving negligible and mining nothing for future.
He had to be more successful financially.He was deported abroad . He was reluctant for the love was in India. The love will be lost , but the parents might be happy.
He was sent off to a far place, from where to come back to home will take long time. He is away in wonderland, passing each day under pressure, with little hope and high dreams, which don't seem to meet. The economy of the alien country has been wrecked, and those in the industry for a long time are not having a job to sustain, so he starts a new business. The business is not a success. Two months down the line he gets a job. The torment is not over. The boy moves to a remote place, in an alien land, all alone, all lonely. They seldom say, "Those who are used to party, walks in silence". The hollow is deep, the walls are scary. He could have talked to them, but then they also changed. The boy is asked to be on vigil to find a good girl, and marry if possible. He does that. He tries in his stride to go to his homeland to marry, but the destiny won't let it happen. The urge to have a correct decision, with the practical aspects taught to him, with the confidence he is bestowed upon , he marries.
The married son is now another guy. By marrying out, he has destroyed the trust, the feeling of one of them. He is no longer counted in MUST - BE present list, nor does anyone mind if he is not calling. He is amazed at people complaining about not calling for months, when they themselves are not upto mark. Why is it so difficult to call the son when you talk the whole day with someone or the other. When your phone bills and call length run through the day, how expensive is one call to alien son. How difficult has this come out to be, to start the world with family, grew up trying to compete and success , and end up in the lost world. He doesn't want to , but more than destiny , the society and relatives have put him in a world, lost to hundreds of other similar people, whi can but dont have time to or come back to the world. They walk with me , carelessly roaming , wandering in lightly lit, brightly misspelled Lost World
He is pursued to go out in the world, tackle it in his style , and come out a winner. He is taught not to be sad, to be strong. Ever since his high school education, only thing that ever was asked him was his studies. He was tired of comparison, he went out to world. His below par salary was an issue. He was forced to find a girl to marry, and made to think he was not the best of bachelors around. He was encouraged to do all he could not. He was heavy and not liked by anyone he knew.
He went for job in an alien city with foreign languages, and hostile people. He worked hard to make an impression. He could not deny the fact the urge to write never left him, nor did the urge to make a difference in the world. He tried hard to be home, whenever he got an option. He was crushed between paternal and maternal families, and with multiple responsibilities. Overloaded, over-worked and over-questioned, he finally did fell in love. The love was as elusive, a feeling that never was. He was in the best of worst times. He was earning less, saving negligible and mining nothing for future.
He had to be more successful financially.He was deported abroad . He was reluctant for the love was in India. The love will be lost , but the parents might be happy.
He was sent off to a far place, from where to come back to home will take long time. He is away in wonderland, passing each day under pressure, with little hope and high dreams, which don't seem to meet. The economy of the alien country has been wrecked, and those in the industry for a long time are not having a job to sustain, so he starts a new business. The business is not a success. Two months down the line he gets a job. The torment is not over. The boy moves to a remote place, in an alien land, all alone, all lonely. They seldom say, "Those who are used to party, walks in silence". The hollow is deep, the walls are scary. He could have talked to them, but then they also changed. The boy is asked to be on vigil to find a good girl, and marry if possible. He does that. He tries in his stride to go to his homeland to marry, but the destiny won't let it happen. The urge to have a correct decision, with the practical aspects taught to him, with the confidence he is bestowed upon , he marries.
The married son is now another guy. By marrying out, he has destroyed the trust, the feeling of one of them. He is no longer counted in MUST - BE present list, nor does anyone mind if he is not calling. He is amazed at people complaining about not calling for months, when they themselves are not upto mark. Why is it so difficult to call the son when you talk the whole day with someone or the other. When your phone bills and call length run through the day, how expensive is one call to alien son. How difficult has this come out to be, to start the world with family, grew up trying to compete and success , and end up in the lost world. He doesn't want to , but more than destiny , the society and relatives have put him in a world, lost to hundreds of other similar people, whi can but dont have time to or come back to the world. They walk with me , carelessly roaming , wandering in lightly lit, brightly misspelled Lost World
