Whatever he has achieved, he achieved by hard work
and not by luck. Luck played a good role in his life. And he became lucky for 3
times in his entire life. 1st when the education loan got
cleared, 2nd when he got a job and third when he found a mobile
from a cinema hall.
He, a small town guy, always had a dream to
become rich. He wanted to be a software engineer not because he loves software,
rather through this line a person become establish within short time. A guy who
has immense knack on regional language, singing, playing left all those things
behind and ran after money. Becoming an engineer was somehow by his own choice
and somehow not. A mediocre family of three people, a truthful father with no
big dreams and a son-blind mother with huge expectations on his son pushed him
to leave a cultural career behind and jump into a so called mechanical world.
He was happy. He never pointed his fate for in-fortune.
Time played with him time to time. He never asked
“Why ME”, rather he asked himself “How to get rid?” But now days, I find a
change in him. Who always suggested his friends how to get rid of frustration,
is now getting frustrated. Who always said “Give time some time”, now losing
his patience. Who has hundred ways to tackle situation, now gets puzzled. He
finds answer. But he doesn't have the right question to ask.
I have seen him very closely. Hardly any people
have seen him so close. I fear, if same situation continues, he might lose the
game. He might hang up the tune of life. He might fly from the war of life. Now
a day I find a “Youthenesia” tendency in him. But in our country mercy killing
is not been granted. So I fear may be some day he might think, “Enough is
enough”.
