I guess I am the most unfortunates around the world who had to struggle for almost any thing in the life.
And it all started from the very first day I was born or I must say from the day I was trying my level best to get born... yes to get born.
This is the story "of the day I was born" It was 24th July 1989 when the first misfortune of my life took place. The misfortune was the famous Mumbai floods.
That day entire city was drained in the monsoon floods and my poor mother was in labor. Ya.. I picked the wrong day but how do I was suppose to know wads happening outside. anyways She and I, we both were actually struggling. - Struggling for life. the city was in halt and the only thing running or I should say "raining" continuous was the rains.
There were no buses,cabs or rickshaws. Even the communication lines were out and the entire city was flooded. It had been 13 hrs of labor and there were no means to reach the hospital. Thank God my dad waited no longer and carried my mom all the way to the nearest hospital through the floods. Oh god I'm really proud of him. Now that I don't have both of them I'm really proud of them both.
And alas I was born. I was born to struggle through a struggle.
Its been always that I don't ever get any thing easily.
For instance, my HSC board exam results.I was very, very sure that I would be not just a pass out but I will really pass out with good grades.
As soon as I got my results I went first went through the mark list. At very instant I stared at my English marks and i was really very happy to score 80 on 100, then I was content to get 75 in Hindi, 69 in economic, 78 in sociology, 65 in political science but when I saw that I had just got 15 marks in my most favorite subject Psychology I got goosebumps all over my hands and my legs were literary trembling. Yes I was failed. I was failed with 63%. Yes I was even failed with First Class. which was even more than my friend Swati who scored 56% and she was a pass out.
I was shattered all the way. But my very ambitious mom trusted me and she said, "We'll fight for this".And we actually fought for this legally. The legal result was from my side but in all those legal procedures I had already lost my entire year. but I struggled and I won.
Yes that was a big one but even at regular terms I struggle at every point.. for example yesterday,
Yesterday was Ashadi Ekadashi. and I was holding a fast. General in Hindu fasts we are allowed to eat food cooked with tapioca and potato. So I was in a queue to collect Sabudana (tapioca) khichdi and Sabudana wada from Prakash Hottel, Shivaji Park. When I placed an order I in returned got 2 Sabudana wada and no Sabudana khichdi. I was already out off the queue.
but as a straggler.. I fought and at last got what I want. I even yelled and warned others in the queue to check their parcels before living.
Yes I was frustrated. I was frustrated over my destiny. I was frustrated on the biggest misfortune happened to me on my 22nd Birthday last year when my entire life was flooded. This time with a devastating news of my Mom having Cancer. It was again 24th July and my very brave father who had carried my mom all the way to the hospital in the floods 22 yrs back left her all alone and left all the responsibilities on these young shoulders of 22 yrs and he simply left. Left to never return back.
Yes I was born in floods. But since my birth I learned to struggle and to survive. Even after the departure of my father and death of my mother. I'm surviving. I'm fighting each day.
It seams as if the fortune wheel of my destiny is still up side down. But I'm sure it will soon turn and the path of my struggle will soon end.
And it all started from the very first day I was born or I must say from the day I was trying my level best to get born... yes to get born.
This is the story "of the day I was born" It was 24th July 1989 when the first misfortune of my life took place. The misfortune was the famous Mumbai floods.
That day entire city was drained in the monsoon floods and my poor mother was in labor. Ya.. I picked the wrong day but how do I was suppose to know wads happening outside. anyways She and I, we both were actually struggling. - Struggling for life. the city was in halt and the only thing running or I should say "raining" continuous was the rains.
There were no buses,cabs or rickshaws. Even the communication lines were out and the entire city was flooded. It had been 13 hrs of labor and there were no means to reach the hospital. Thank God my dad waited no longer and carried my mom all the way to the nearest hospital through the floods. Oh god I'm really proud of him. Now that I don't have both of them I'm really proud of them both.
And alas I was born. I was born to struggle through a struggle.
Its been always that I don't ever get any thing easily.
For instance, my HSC board exam results.I was very, very sure that I would be not just a pass out but I will really pass out with good grades.
As soon as I got my results I went first went through the mark list. At very instant I stared at my English marks and i was really very happy to score 80 on 100, then I was content to get 75 in Hindi, 69 in economic, 78 in sociology, 65 in political science but when I saw that I had just got 15 marks in my most favorite subject Psychology I got goosebumps all over my hands and my legs were literary trembling. Yes I was failed. I was failed with 63%. Yes I was even failed with First Class. which was even more than my friend Swati who scored 56% and she was a pass out.
I was shattered all the way. But my very ambitious mom trusted me and she said, "We'll fight for this".And we actually fought for this legally. The legal result was from my side but in all those legal procedures I had already lost my entire year. but I struggled and I won.
Yes that was a big one but even at regular terms I struggle at every point.. for example yesterday,
Yesterday was Ashadi Ekadashi. and I was holding a fast. General in Hindu fasts we are allowed to eat food cooked with tapioca and potato. So I was in a queue to collect Sabudana (tapioca) khichdi and Sabudana wada from Prakash Hottel, Shivaji Park. When I placed an order I in returned got 2 Sabudana wada and no Sabudana khichdi. I was already out off the queue.
but as a straggler.. I fought and at last got what I want. I even yelled and warned others in the queue to check their parcels before living.
Yes I was frustrated. I was frustrated over my destiny. I was frustrated on the biggest misfortune happened to me on my 22nd Birthday last year when my entire life was flooded. This time with a devastating news of my Mom having Cancer. It was again 24th July and my very brave father who had carried my mom all the way to the hospital in the floods 22 yrs back left her all alone and left all the responsibilities on these young shoulders of 22 yrs and he simply left. Left to never return back.
Yes I was born in floods. But since my birth I learned to struggle and to survive. Even after the departure of my father and death of my mother. I'm surviving. I'm fighting each day.
It seams as if the fortune wheel of my destiny is still up side down. But I'm sure it will soon turn and the path of my struggle will soon end.
