I don't know how much relevant but I found it very well.
A story for U to read "Mriga Trishna"
As the dream of most parents I had acquired a degree in Software
Engineerand joined a company based in USA, the land of braves and
opportunity.
When I arrived in the USA, it was as if a dream had come true. Here at last I was in the place where I want to be.
I decided I would be staying in this country for about Five years in which time I would have earned enough money to settle down in India.
My father was a government employee and after his retirement, the only
asset he could acquire was a decent one bedroom flat. I wanted to do
some thing more than him.
I started feeling homesick and lonely as the timepassed.I used to call home and speak to my parents every week using cheap international phone cards.
Two years passed, two years of Burgers at McDonald's and pizzas and discos and 2 years watching the foreign exchange rate getting happy whenever the Rupee value went down.
Finally I decided to get married. Told my parents that I have only 10 days of holidays and everything must be done within these 10 days. I got my
ticket booked in the cheapest flight. Was jubilant and was actually enjoying hopping for gifts for all my friends back home.
If I miss anyone then there will be talks. After reaching home I spent home one week going through all the photographs of girls and as the time was getting shorter I was forced to select one candidate.
In-laws told me,to my surprise,that I would have to get married in 2-3 days, as I will not get anymore holidays. After the marriage, it was time to return to USA, after giving some money to my parents and telling the
neighbors to look after them, we returned to USA.
My wife enjoyed this country for about two months and then she started
feeling lonely. The frequency of calling India increased to twice in a
week sometimes 3 times a week. Our savings started diminishing.
After two more years we started to have kids. Two lovely kids, a boy and a girl,were gifted to us by the almighty. Every time I spoke to my parents, they asked me to come to India so that they can see their grand-children.
Every year I decide to go to India. But part work part monetary
conditions prevented it. Years went by and visiting India was a distant dream. Then suddenly one day I got a message that my parents were seriously sick.
I tried but I couldn't get any holidays and thus could not go to India.
The next message I got was my parents had passed away and as there was no
one to do the last rights the society members had done whatever they could.
I was depressed. My parents had passed away without seeing their grand children.
After couple more years passed away, much to my children's dislike and
my wife's joy we returned to India to settle down. I started to look for a
suitable property, but to my dismay my savings were short and the
property prices had gone up during all these years. I had to return to the USA.
My wife refused to come back with me and my children refused to stay in
India. My 2 children and I returned to USA after promising my wife I
would be back for good after two years.
Time passed by, my daughter decided to get married to an American and my
son was happy living in USA. I decided that had enough and wound-up
every thing and returned to India.
I had just enough money to buy a decent 02 bedroom flat in a well-developed locality. Now I am 60 years old and the only time I go out of the flat is for the routine visit to the nearby temple. My faithful wife has also left me and gone to the holy abode.
Sometimes I wondered was it worth all this? My father, even after staying in India, had a house to his name and I too have the same nothing more.
I lost my parents and children for just ONE EXTRA BEDROOM.
Looking out from the window I see a lot of children dancing. This damned
cable TV has spoiled our new generation and these children are losing
their values and culture because of it. I get occasional cards from my
children asking I am alright. Well at least they remember me.
Now perhaps after I die it will be the neighbors again who will be
performing my last rights, God Bless them. But the question still
remains 'was all this worth it?'
I am still searching for an answer...... ......... .!!!!
"Love never bounds us But defines our orbit"
From India, Gurgaon
3A story for U to read "Mriga Trishna"
As the dream of most parents I had acquired a degree in Software
Engineerand joined a company based in USA, the land of braves and
opportunity.
When I arrived in the USA, it was as if a dream had come true. Here at last I was in the place where I want to be.
I decided I would be staying in this country for about Five years in which time I would have earned enough money to settle down in India.
My father was a government employee and after his retirement, the only
asset he could acquire was a decent one bedroom flat. I wanted to do
some thing more than him.
I started feeling homesick and lonely as the timepassed.I used to call home and speak to my parents every week using cheap international phone cards.
Two years passed, two years of Burgers at McDonald's and pizzas and discos and 2 years watching the foreign exchange rate getting happy whenever the Rupee value went down.
Finally I decided to get married. Told my parents that I have only 10 days of holidays and everything must be done within these 10 days. I got my
ticket booked in the cheapest flight. Was jubilant and was actually enjoying hopping for gifts for all my friends back home.
If I miss anyone then there will be talks. After reaching home I spent home one week going through all the photographs of girls and as the time was getting shorter I was forced to select one candidate.
In-laws told me,to my surprise,that I would have to get married in 2-3 days, as I will not get anymore holidays. After the marriage, it was time to return to USA, after giving some money to my parents and telling the
neighbors to look after them, we returned to USA.
My wife enjoyed this country for about two months and then she started
feeling lonely. The frequency of calling India increased to twice in a
week sometimes 3 times a week. Our savings started diminishing.
After two more years we started to have kids. Two lovely kids, a boy and a girl,were gifted to us by the almighty. Every time I spoke to my parents, they asked me to come to India so that they can see their grand-children.
Every year I decide to go to India. But part work part monetary
conditions prevented it. Years went by and visiting India was a distant dream. Then suddenly one day I got a message that my parents were seriously sick.
I tried but I couldn't get any holidays and thus could not go to India.
The next message I got was my parents had passed away and as there was no
one to do the last rights the society members had done whatever they could.
I was depressed. My parents had passed away without seeing their grand children.
After couple more years passed away, much to my children's dislike and
my wife's joy we returned to India to settle down. I started to look for a
suitable property, but to my dismay my savings were short and the
property prices had gone up during all these years. I had to return to the USA.
My wife refused to come back with me and my children refused to stay in
India. My 2 children and I returned to USA after promising my wife I
would be back for good after two years.
Time passed by, my daughter decided to get married to an American and my
son was happy living in USA. I decided that had enough and wound-up
every thing and returned to India.
I had just enough money to buy a decent 02 bedroom flat in a well-developed locality. Now I am 60 years old and the only time I go out of the flat is for the routine visit to the nearby temple. My faithful wife has also left me and gone to the holy abode.
Sometimes I wondered was it worth all this? My father, even after staying in India, had a house to his name and I too have the same nothing more.
I lost my parents and children for just ONE EXTRA BEDROOM.
Looking out from the window I see a lot of children dancing. This damned
cable TV has spoiled our new generation and these children are losing
their values and culture because of it. I get occasional cards from my
children asking I am alright. Well at least they remember me.
Now perhaps after I die it will be the neighbors again who will be
performing my last rights, God Bless them. But the question still
remains 'was all this worth it?'
I am still searching for an answer...... ......... .!!!!
"Love never bounds us But defines our orbit"
From India, Gurgaon
Mr.Sandeep,
Excellent one,this not a story this what happening in many families.After all USA is also one of the country in the world nothing more except money no values , no love, no affections , no tradidtion nothing.
Indians are named for thier tradition and ethics we should not miss our family for money.
Regards
Remi
From India, Madras
Excellent one,this not a story this what happening in many families.After all USA is also one of the country in the world nothing more except money no values , no love, no affections , no tradidtion nothing.
Indians are named for thier tradition and ethics we should not miss our family for money.
Regards
Remi
From India, Madras
Hi sandeep.bahuguna,
very good topic at present which was very much needed to the present generation. Aiming high and acheiving good money is good but not at the cost of disappointing ur parents or family members.
atleast after studying this story, may i hope that atleast one person attiude may change.
- manikumar
From India, Vijayawada
very good topic at present which was very much needed to the present generation. Aiming high and acheiving good money is good but not at the cost of disappointing ur parents or family members.
atleast after studying this story, may i hope that atleast one person attiude may change.
- manikumar
From India, Vijayawada
Hi,
This is very good story, which often happens in every family, everybody wants to do something different but htat time they forgot their parents this what happen in this case. I think it is very good story everybody should learn 4m it, that whatever happens in our life we should always loyal to our parents becoz they are god to us.
:cry: thank you
This is very good story, which often happens in every family, everybody wants to do something different but htat time they forgot their parents this what happen in this case. I think it is very good story everybody should learn 4m it, that whatever happens in our life we should always loyal to our parents becoz they are god to us.
:cry: thank you
well i won't say this as a story
but its a fact infact
most of the people who are leaving india because of Good opportunity in other coutries dont think on this and dont even try to recognise this fact
this is a hard truth i will say...........
anyway
for whaever times people try to explain the fact no body bothers
and life still going on ..............
hoping for Healthy and Wealthy Inida and Indians
bye take care
regards
from an indian
From India
but its a fact infact
most of the people who are leaving india because of Good opportunity in other coutries dont think on this and dont even try to recognise this fact
this is a hard truth i will say...........
anyway
for whaever times people try to explain the fact no body bothers
and life still going on ..............
hoping for Healthy and Wealthy Inida and Indians
bye take care
regards
from an indian
From India
Very touching indeed. One of my faher's friends is also coming back from scotland where he lived all his life. He wants to die in India. One can only hope with all this co called economic boom, we become prosperous enough so that nobody has to go abroad. One's own country is one's own country. You are right about the values bit as well.
From India, New Delhi
From India, New Delhi
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