All characters coming in this story are just said to be a fiction. It has nothing to do with the real world. But definitely lots to do with the content of the story. So sit back. Fasten ya seat belts not because u may skid out off seat but to make sure that u ll be there till u read the last line of the story…J So sit back for next a hour n enjoy the story.
It was 6.30 am on Sunday morning and I got up as if someone working on weekends also. But the real cause was my tummy got upset n I had some rinsing works to be done to make it fine for rest of the day. My wify was lying unconsciously sleeping on another bed due to heavily dozed last night party. It was a wedding anniversary of one of her friend who got married to a guy of gapping 12 years. Strange but true…Well the the present generation is against it , but still… may be her father did a big deal by looking into his back up and not his age….And haa Don think that my wify had a fight with me and so was sleeping on another bed. Actually she preferred sleeping lone whenever she is tossed. That happens most of 5 out of 7 nights a week… J
I carried myself to flush myself n then came to balcony with a newspaper n a cup of kofy. My thoughts were rambling over here and there than the words written broad on the paper. I was trying to figure out where it went wrong. Then I realize that I had some baked n ready to eat food last night n that drowned me to this pathetic state. Well what else… I had no option. Wify was busy in her world n also now…J and there was any hardly piece of food that really cooked at home. Well frns its not the story of one day. It’s a daily newspaper headlines of all those kicked off high profiled families that stayed here out of home and home country. No one had time to think about ‘what’s next’ factor. With this food stuff itself we can figure out like in the early days mom use to prepare stuffs with all natural ingredients available. But now..the thing is changed. Everything comes packed. They will be preserved for long days by these preservatives. Which in turn wont preserve our health for long time… J Funny but a worrying fact.
Hmmm by this time my wify jus clinched a bit n got up with a yawn n stretching her arms. As if whole night she had whole world on her shoulder and jus now she put it down n relaxing. Well she came out rambling her hairs n joined me with a cup of juice as she was more health n fitness conscious. Well let me introduce u all about my wify.
Long years ago she… in the sense her parents had put up her profile in matrimonial service stating that she is currently working in some bla bla bla country…n she prefers to have her partner as some highly profiled working in same bla bla bla country n he shall support her for her carrier for atleast 4 years of marriage. Hmmm this was a slow poison which was not guessed by anyone. Now its 14 years of marriage and she is still in working condition without any trouble. Her father also just wanted to export her from India. She was like a package for me J . Somehow we managed to bring out two kids. And they are purely customized to this bla bla country’s culture. They can hardly speak in our mother tongue. As the tongue to thicker n adopted as per the country standards. And much strange thing is when we go to our homes in vacation…they look their grannies as some Aliens. As they are from another world. They don have that attachment or communication which makes them feel their bond. Even for our parents also especially that exporter(daughter’s pa) he is quite confused to jumbled with these kids. Even if he wants to love them.. he cant convey them. I think now he realized the side effects of this export business. Well this was ly my part story. He had 2 more daughters which he already exported to some other similar un-related world. I donno wat was his pathetic condition over there. They couldn’t see their grand childrens first steppings.. all we did is we captured it and then..they watched it as movie. Suddenly my mind was gathered with so many thoughts in jus minutes and the kofy was loosing its warmth.
Well there was a person to put a brake on this. “Hi Mr. Vinay..!!! Good morning..!!!” A crumpy mashy fat voice wished me. Mr. Santosh, from the next door with a tough specs on his nose wished me with a smile. My thoughts stopped travelling into deep and why not..It was Santosh who has pulled the disk brake on. I jus with a brisk smile lifted my head n wished him back. He was of same state and nearby place in my home country. Now m lucky to have him as a neighbor. But the luck couldn’t creep more. He being of same origin never atleast spoke in our mother tongue. Its all prestige n hell lot of level of living that made walls of itself. It seemed to materialistic now to express or talk anything else than the business or future expansions. The next sec..he got call from his wify and so he has to leave. He bared a different story. He was brought up with 3 more brothers n 2 sisters. Out of which all stayed in India and only this spoiled brat stayed next to me. I unofficially use to ask him sometimes that when u planning to go back..???? His reply was ridiculous. He told he goes back once in every 3 years…J my curiosity couldn’t stay behind bars now. I use to dig more.. for that his answer was like as he had 3 bros there in India, they are enough to look after their parents. And he is happy here. Why to turn back anymore..??? its just a waste of money and time… Huuufffff this is really something ringing the bells. Are parents are piece of cake that are to be shared among their childrens????
A plate of bread n jam came to table with no reason to stretch her lips. My wify was like she just brought it for me… Haha I got back to my flash back where my mom use to prepare all 7 different types of breakfast on all 7 days. But this… it was like feeding a buffalo daily J same shrubs n stuffs. Eat buffalo eat…!!! J the chorus sung in my mind…Well I cant complain her much. As she was a export quality goods sought of.. J she knew ly packet foods. And she either had that patience to do anything by herself also. She observed me for a moment and asked what I was thinking in next moment… I replied “m on diet” that either meant I was really on diet on I was not interested in food. But the real meaning was I bugged with that mechanical life. Which my wify never understood.
Well we don’t exact get the the root cause for this kind of situation. Whether its this generation mistake or the way of thinking of our parents. Well let me expand this. Well this current generation thinks finding a job abroad is the ly ultimate goal of life. Well to make money this is the only way. And this in turn makes them & their parents proud in the society. And once they plug into any other country they fell sick to leave it and go back. No matter someone is waiting for them every morning at the door. No one hell matters about the pain that they are giving to their parents. I donno when this generation will understand all these thing. As in case of Mr. Santosh.. he stated that there are his bros to look after them. But did he ever thought that his parents also did the same thing when he was a child??? He never. Whats the fare use of being so educated and being so dignified. Our generation is keen in serving other countries. If the same they would have worked for our own country then there was really no looking back n other these bla bla countries could sustain our success. This they never understand. They shal never know our potential. Well they all know is money. M not opposite to that. But everything has a limit. Make some money n come back. Coz we never know wen the door which is open and someone is waiting will close without our knowledge.
India is meant for its rich culture. And culture is not out of something without any relations or bondings. In no other country we can see people of 2-3 generations staying under same roof. But in our country it is still there. But now its alarming stage for us. As the present generation and the forth coming are spoiling this culture. The bonding between generations is getting weaker. There is no end for this money making business. And in between we forget all except ourselves. All are jus mechanized. This generation is serving other countries more than ourselves. I think we have to wake up. If there is something fishy in our home..then being one of this family we have to take responsibility of cleaning it up. Not like escaping from the responsibility n run n stay as hostage in other’s home. The upcoming gen is highly intel but very weak in moral thinking. Where we are stepping day by day..??? no one is thinking that.
Hmmm this is all about the generation…now coming to out elders.. please don revert any bad opinion after reading this but this is what happening… the present scenario is such that a guy if he has a gal child then he just thinks of exporting her with a care taker(Poor Hubby) to any of the country that can be traceable on geographic map of MOTHER EARTH. I donno wats the big deal he is implementing by doing this. Is this pulls up his collar in society???? Or is he so bugged up to see her daughter in front of him??? Or Is it like if he hangs her with any guy serving in same country will diminish his glitter in the society. Is he really happy after doing all these??? Is his daughter happy after marrying to a over gapped guy or a guy who always runs back of money and no idea to turn back home??? Or Is it a pride for him to watch his grand childrens first stepping as a pre-recorded video brings him all pride and happiness???? Coz of some helpful technology he is able to talk n see their own ones live through video chats and etc… but just sit back for a moment… is it really a life??? Did he wanted all these??? Well money is needed for everyone… but no one can eat money when they are hungry… no one can buy that happiness of being intact and being under same roof with money. At the end no money will come back of anyone. It is the 4 people around him with whom he spent lifelong will be there to take him on last physical bed. Hope u all got it..
Months back I use to hear about this 2012 disaster. That whole world is going to quench its thirst by swallowing the build on world by man n bla bla bla. I thought its jus a rumour… but after following with last 15 news all round the world… there are more natural calamities happening all throughout. Earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, fire burst outs and so on…. So dear incredible intelligent high profiled non related Indians… its high-time to think a bit else than money n pride and ticket yourself to home before the door closes for u forever…
Hmmm.. now its time for my kids to wake up… as guessed…they came out of room and sat on my thighs… both shared the place… By now I was pretty sure to tell my conclusion to my kids… I gave them bread with more jam… n feeded them J I holded both with my arms n told dear kiddies we are going back…!!!! J they were surprised to hear that suddenly. Hurrayyyy!!! Both stretched their hands…n kissed me up and hugged me n went out dancing…!!! My wify was still in shock with eyes and mouth wide open..!!!!
Dear NRI n their respective Parents…Please help us to change this bugging mentality and help India to grow both in ethics culture and as a developed country. Make people pride to live n work for the country. Stop this exporting business and leading artificial life. We have got one single life. Lets live it to core with our people around. Please don push the generation onto No Man’s Land…. This is just a thought. Its upto you how u take it…!!!
JAI HIND..!!! JAI SWADES..!!!