Sunday, July 27, 2008

A Fatal Fate: Inspired from a true story

“My name is Aditi and my ambition is to be an Astronaut,” Said Aditi during the introduction session on her first day in sixth class. The whole class looked at her with envy. She had been the topper of the class since she started her studies. Teachers used to say that this girl has a gifted brain and would rise very high some day. Her parents used to feel proud of the intelligence of their daughter. Their home was completely filled with the trophies she used to win year after year.
Her father was a narrow minded rich businessman of a small town  but he was very serious about his daughter’s education. Since he was born in a family where all the females used to be illiterate, he wanted his daughter to be a graduate at least though he never knew what her ambition was. Actually living in a small town, one can not even imagine what she wanted to be. Time went on and Aditi kept being the number one every year. She never got any competition so she kept on breaking her own records every year. She had no idea what being second was like. She used be called by different names: computer, genius, Einstein and so on. It was like confirmed that she had a brilliant future ahead.
Now she was in tenth standard and was expected to set up a new record in the board exams. Exams came and she did what was expected of her. She got 93.8 percent marks, which was the all-time high in Punjab at that time. She was given a special honor by the MLA of that area. Her parents were extremely delighted because of that. She got huge amount of scholarships, awards and honors. She earned enough scholarships that she didn’t ask any money from her parents for anything.
She got into college and collected all information about becoming an astronaut and came to know that road to become an astronaut starts from engineering. She was undoubtedly the favorite of every professor. Even those who didn’t teach her used to come specially to meet her. She again topped in 10+1 and that too with a huge margin of 19%. That means the person who got second rank was 19% behind her. Being in 10+2, she started preparing for IIT-JEE and other competitive exams and used to top comprehensively in each and every practice tests. No one from their town had been selected for any IIT ever. But she had a great hope and so did everyone else who knew the brilliance of her brain.
Finally the forms for IIT-JEE were out and she bought one happily. She went home and showed the form to her father with delight. She had her dream in her hand. She surely wanted to be the first one from her town to make it to IIT.
“What is it?” Her father asked.
“It is the form for IIT papa.” She replied.
“So… What to do with it?”
“We’ve to fill it and send.”
“Then what… Then I’ll appear for the exam and if I clear, then I’ll go to IIT, the most prestigious institute in the whole country.” She replied with full enthusiasm.
He father laughed. He looked at her brother and here uncle who too were sitting there. Then they all laughed.
“Betaji, have you ever seen any girl among our kinsmen going out of the town to study?” Her father said, moving his fingers through her hair. Aditi was stunned. She had no words but she had to speak. She had to fulfill her dream and for that she had to speak.
“But papa…”
“You want to study na? I have no objection at all. You study as much as you want but we can’t send you out. That’s not allowed in family like ours.” Her father said, cutting her short.
“And bhaisahab, there are good colleges here also. She can study there. What’s wrong?” said her uncle.
“Uncle you just be quiet. Ok. You didn’t even allow Meenu didi to complete her education. Was that an age to marry?” She shouted angrily.
“Shut your mouth Aditi. Now you’ve forgotten how to talk to your elders? Just get the hell out of here.” Her father hissed, “And where’s that bloody form?”
He held that form and tore it off.
“Papa please… try to understand. There’s no engineering college in the whole town. And how can you compare any college with IIT?”
“What do you mean? You want to become an engineer? You want to work in a factory? Great… Now women from our family will work in factories. I’ll never let it happen till I’m alive. Do you understand that? Now get out of here.” He shouted.
Aditi went to her room and cried. That was the only thing she could do. What she had been dreaming since her childhood was to be just a dream. She was not even allowed to be an engineer and being an astronaut? One can’t even think of that. She kept on crying the whole night. Her father had torn the dream called as IIT into pieces. Even her mother didn’t support her. She felt very lonely. She went to her elder sister but even she suggested her to submit to the situation. Theirs was a completely male dominant family and females were only meant to stay at home and look after it. That was what they expected of Aditi. She left the tuitions and stopped studying.
Since her father was very powerful and a rigid personality, even the professors feared to talk anything about her. He was famous that he can beat anyone without any reason. So finally it was all over for her. She had no hope. Even her mindset was changing and she was learning various house hold activities such as cooking and all.
One day she went to college and one of her professors motivated her that one should not submit himself to situations. There are times when one can’t even fight the situation but then he should try to get the most out of the situation. He suggested her to keep on working and to leave rest on God. She was really pleased to hear all that and started working hard as she used to.
Finally the 10+2 exams came. This time again she set a new record. She was 1st in the whole state by getting 95.3% marks. She got even more honor than she got after 10th. But this time her parents were not happy as they used to be. One afternoon she got a registered post. It was a letter from an institute called as BITS. It was the scholarship letter which said that she was being offered the admission in that institute and would go through the whole course free of cost. They would also provide free books as well as pocket money. She came to know it in the evening that BITS is the best private institute in the whole country and stands up to the standard of IITs. She was absolutely delighted. She had another ray of hope. Her dreams rose again like the phoenix.
Her father came home in the evening. Again the same drama took place at their home. Her father had the same answer. She could study as much as she wanted but only staying at home. Her second hope of becoming something also came to an end like the first one. There was nothing she could do. She submitted herself to her fate.

It is not a true story but inspired from one.
This character, Aditi is based on one of my classmates. I admired her a lot. During all those years we were sick of teachers extolling about her. Now you must be curious that what happened to her.
After 10+2 ahe did B.Sc. , quite shocking, isn't it?
Even we were shocked. In fact everyone who knew her was. And then, she got a brilliant percentage in B.Sc. too.
Now get ready for another shock..
After bsc she did PGDCA. and broke all the records of punjab university.
PGDCA is a course meant for morons, not for a genius like her. So even the examiners were shocked to see the replies on the answer sheet. they were as good as, in fact better than engineers.
And after pgdca she started doing MCA, from IGNOU ie. indira gandhi national open university..
and before she completed it, she was married to a businessman in a small town like the one in which she lived. And at present she's a good house wife...
A Good House Wife...
I'm sharing this story with you all because I really wanted that girl to rise.
These are numerous such cases in India. So, please help me to spread this awareness among all, especially those who are from business background.
Thinking of the business families is needed to grow.
These people are truly wasting a lot of talent. If there's a boy, he's being forcibly put into business even if he wants to study further and if it is a girl then no education at all...
If we can't help gals like Aditi, we can see that we can decrease the number of such victims in coming future... please help me spreading awareness among all...

Thursday, July 17, 2008

A shattered dream : another true story.

Satyam was new to the life of boarding schools and was not able to take bath and dress up quickly. As a result, today he was late again and was afraid that his teacher would hit him on his hand with a scale. He looked at his hands: soft, tender and pink in color like the hands of a typical seventh standard boy. Then he looked at his nails and cursed himself, he again forgot to cut them. He remembered his mom who used to cut his nails regularly but now he was alone. He wished he could run away from there but it was not possible as he was in a boarding school which was located on the hillside far from any city, town or even a village. Then he thought to hide himself in a toilet for the whole day but then he thought that he’ll have to come out of the toilet sooner or later. He was beginning to panic now. His heart was beating louder as the class was nearing.
He stood in front of the door of the class with his eyes dug into the ground. The class teacher had already started the roll call. She didn’t notice him but murmurings and chuckles were getting louder in the class. Finally she noticed. Now the chuckles turned into guffaws. The whole class was laughing. The class teacher looked annoyed.
“Come in you dumb. When you’ll learn to be on time? I don’t understand why these parents send such dumb heads to international schools like ours.” She Shouted and without warning smacked a tight slap on his face. Satyam started crying and covered his face with his hands. She straight away noticed his nails. Satyam had forgotten about his nails already otherwise he could have hid them from her. Teacher was boiling now and the whole class silent. The teacher took out the scale and this time she hit him on the nails. Satyam yelled. He had never felt such a pain ever in his life.
His hands pained for the next few days. Actually he was physically very weak and even the smallest of injuries took long to recover.
English lecture was going on. The teacher asked Satyam to read. He refused as he was poor in reading but teacher forced him to do. He agreed. He was not afraid to read but the only problem was that his classmates used to make fun of him while he read. He started to read. Everything went fine till the first paragraph ended. But he got struck after the first two words of the second paragraph. He was not being able to pronounce it.
“What happened? Carry on.” Said, the teacher.
“Ma’am what is this word hadaaaackehadaaache… I’m not getting what is written.” He replied.
“The third word ma’am.”
“What? Can’t you read it you dumb? It is headache. Just get the hell out of the class and let someone else read. You are hopeless. I can give you in written that people like you can’t do anything in your life. Tell your parents not to waste their money on you.”
The whole class laughed holding their stomachs. Satyam had really made a fool of himself. But he was hurt. He had tears in his eyes. He didn’t say anything and stood out of the class for the whole lecture. He was really ashamed of himself and wanted to improve. But there was no one to guide him but there were many to laugh.
Days went on and Satyam’s miserable life continued. One day the class teacher told them that they’ll have a story writing competition the very next day. Satyam was glad to hear that. He remembered the days of his previous school when he his writings were appreciated by all. The teachers praised him for his imagination. Actually being very introvert, he used to think a lot. Some of his friends even teased him as ‘philosopher’ but his teachers told him to take it as a compliment. He had even won many essay writing and story writing competitions in that school. And now he thought he had a good chance to prove himself in his new school.
The day of the competition came. The topic was given and the bell rang. He wrote a very adventurous story. He was actually satisfied with what he had written. He knew that it was the only field in which he could prove himself. The results had to be declared the next day in the English lecture. He went to his hostel and had a very sound sleep after a long time. He had a hope now and that too after a long time.
The day came. He waited for the result very eagerly. He could not think of anything else but the results. Every second seemed to him like an hour. Finally the English lecture started. The teacher came in. His heart started beating loudly. She announced the results. He held his breath after every name being announced but His name was not there. After congratulating the winners teacher came forward again.
“Students, there is something more that I want to share with you people. There is some one in this class who don’t even know how to spell ‘these’. He writes it as ‘thease’. Do you want to know who he is? He’s the new comer Satyam. I couldn’t stop laughing when I looked at it. Call a second class kid, he’ll tell you how to spell ‘these’ but this seventh class fool doesn’t know and he participated in the competition. Huh.”
It was a shock for him. He was stunned. He couldn’t believe that he was not even in the top three and not even the fourth one who got the consolation prize. He was broken not knowing that his story was not even read. He cried the whole night and a few nights after that. His hopes were shattered. He was depressed to such an extent that he never wrote a story again.

Thursday, July 10, 2008

love u for ever : another true story

I tried to open my eyes. I’d never felt it so tough to open them. I applied all the force and the will power I had to pick my eyelids up and somehow managed to open. The view was very blurred that I couldn’t see anything properly. Slowly-slowly it became more lucid. I was shocked to see the view. I was lying on a hospital bed. How could I be in a hospital? All I remembered was that I had left for Delhi and was going in my car.

And this hospital was so dirty. I had never been at such a dirty place ever in my life especially since last decade. Yeah, I was born in a very well to do family but since last 10 years I had multiplied my business certain folds. I was married now and had a couple of kids. But no one was here among my family members. I was really perplexed. There was no nurse either. I tried to get up but my body was numb. I couldn’t move.
“Anybody there?” I shouted. In fact I tried to shout.

Listening to it the nurse came in running. She told me that I was in Panipat and brought here around 8 hours ago. I had a road accident and my cell phone was broken so they didn’t contact anyone. I gave her my wife’s contact number and they informed her. Nurse told that her duty is over and a new nurse would come now.

The door opened. The new nurse came in. She was an old and thin lady evidently suffering from malnutrition, having prominent teeth, an ugly looking face with dark circles covering nearly half of it. Her eyes were deep and clearly depicted lack of sleep. Green colored suit she wore clearly looked as if she had altered a bigger one to fit her. I looked closely at her; she seemed to be someone known. I kept looking at her face and don’t know why even she was looking at my face the same way I did. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened in delight. She raised her hand, pointing her index finger towards me and said, “Abhi… Is that you?”
Now I recognized. It was Mary. I was stunned and started reminiscing.


“Ruby aunty… Ruby aunty… Where are you?” I shouted, entering Ruby aunty’s home. Ruby aunty, our neighbor was an old lady around 60. I was very close to her and shared everything with her. Financially she was not as good as us but she was respected a lot by my parents. She was the most educated lady in the whole colony and was the only one who was very good in spoken English. I never used to ring the bell while entering but just used to shout her name and she used to come running. But this time she was no where. I went to see her in kitchen. Some one was there but couldn’t make out as I could only see her back, but it wasn’t ruby aunty.
“Hey! Who are you?” I hissed.

She looked back. She was extremely beautiful: fair complexion, big eyes and bubbly cheeks. She was wearing a light green colored salwar kameez which looked extremely good on her. Over all it was a beautiful face over a beautiful body.
“Rather I should ask you this. Who the hell are you?” She replied.
“Shut up ok. You are a hell not me.” I had to say it. But I really cursed my self as how could I call her a hell, “And what are you doing at Ruby aunty’s home?”

We were still arguing when ruby aunty came who told me that she was Maria, her niece who’d came from Kanpur and had to stay with her for around 15 days.
“How’s this possible Ruby aunty?” I said.
“Possible what?”
“i mean how can she be ur niece? She’s so beautiful and you are so ugly.” I commented. I really used to tease her over everything. We were more like friends. Bu this time this comment was a complement for someone and she was blushing.
“Yeah… but she doesn’t stay with me no, You come to my home everyday that’s why you are ugly.”
“Who says I’m ugly. I’m very charming. Just ask her.” I said pointing towards her.
“What do I know?” She said, blushing with her eyes down.

Ruby aunty went to kitchen for coffee. We sat there and talked. I really felt something for her. Everything was so good about her. I wished if this chat could continue forever. We had coffee and I went to shop but she was still in my mind. I could feel the tantalizing aroma of her body everywhere. That day I couldn’t concentrate on my work. I went home early as I wanted to go to Ruby aunty’s home again.

When I reached home, I was surprised to see something. She was sitting there, talking to my mom and bhabhi. Then bhabhi introduced her to me. We both did our second intro as if we were really meeting for the first time. There were smiles on faces of both. We again started talking like we did in the morning. She was a real chatterbox and was a fun to be with.

The days went on. We became quite close to each other and surely developed a liking for each other but no one admitted yet. She was very close to my bhabhi and my mom too. My bhabhi used to tease me using her name every now and then and asked me if I liked her for marriage and I always denied but blushed. I was not sure but I could smell something of that sort going on in my parent’s mind.

It was the marriage of my bhabhi’s brother the very next day. All went there except me because someone was needed to be at the shop. Since my childhood whenever I was alone at home I used to have my meals at Ruby aunty’s place. This time too, I came from shop and went to her home. It was Mary who cooked for me that night. After dinner we went to the terrace. Clouds were playing games with the moon, sometime covering it and sometimes going away from it, letting it to shower its sensational light on us. Her face used to glow whenever clouds were away from the moon. She was looking into my eyes keenly as if she was waiting to hear something from me. I knew what she wanted to hear but I never had said it to any girl ever in my life. I collected all my courage to tell her how much I loved. I took her hand in my hand and left. We talked about everything but love. Finally we came back, both upset.

Next day I was not feeling well and came back from shop early. I just lied down and slept. I heard the door bell and she was there. She was shocked to find me in such a position. I had fever around 103 degrees. Even ruby aunty came and gave me medicine. Actually even she was not well and gave me that medicine which she had bought for her.
“Ok… Abhi, I shall leave now as even I’m not feeling well. You tell her if you need anything” Ruby aunty said.
“Ok aunty.” I replied and was happy that ruby aunty didn’t ask Mary to came along. I kept my head on mary’s lap and slept.

I was still in the same position when I woke up: in her lap and she moving her fingers through my hair. I looked at her eyes. There was an enormous amount of love and passion in them. I brought her face closer to me and gave a gentle kiss on her lips. She looked in my eyes and smiled.
“I love you a lot Mary.” I don’t know how I got this courage. It might have been the situation or the affection that she had for me. What ever it was, all I know is that I proposed her.
“I love you too” she replied and it was she who kissed me this time. Our gentle kiss now grew more passionate. Our tongues were rolling through each other’s mouth. We were deeply in love. We made love the whole night. It is always a divine feeling to have it with some one you love the most. We were glad that we lost our virginity to each other.

Next morning was special for us. Our love had reached a landmark. We were happy to wake up in each other’s arms, nude. Her sleepy face was looking so pious. The fever I had was completely disappeared.

Suddenly there was a doorbell. It was Ruby aunty. She immediately perceived what happened last night. She scolded us but then agreed that we loved each other and blessed us. She knew that we were best suited for each others. In the afternoon, all came back from marriage. I told my bhabhi about my proposal and the night. She told my mom and they asked my dad about marriage but all were already aware of the girl and agreed immediately. We all were very happy about it. That night Ruby aunty and Mary came to our home for dinner. My mom gave her a gold chain as a kind of shagun. She refused but took it when Ruby aunty asked her.

Next day Mary’s father came to take her. My mom and brother went to meet him to talk about the marriage. We all were shocked when he declined the proposal. He said they were very rigid about the religion and didn’t want to go against it. We insisted him a lot but he wouldn’t listen. Even Ruby aunty tried her best but there was no effect on him. Finally when my dad went to talk to him, he got irritated and abused my dad. This was something intolerable for my family. Now even my family refused.

It was all over. I never saw her again in my life. Even Ruby aunty expired a few days after that incident. I went into a trauma and didn’t recover till next few months. But life goes on.


Here I was, lying on the bed in front of the first love of my life. We both had tears in our eyes. But I was still shocked that how she became like that. How her face turned so ugly? I wanted to take her in my arms but wasn’t able to, as I was not able to move my body. Suddenly she went out and some other nurse came in. I was in that hospital for next couple of days but didn’t see her. Hospital management didn’t have any info about her as that was her first day as a temporary nurse. I searched her a lot but couldn’t find. I didn’t even tell my wife about that and in fact no one else. Still she’s in my heart and I still love her more than anyone else in this world. But the thing which troubles me the most is that she's in a miserable condition.


This story was told by one of my friends. Location, names, situation; all are imaginary but the theme is true just like my previous story... please read it and do comment..