Hi Guys!!!
Well, the thread is primarily meant for those sitting idle, but just wanted to bring in my 2 cents of opinion into the fray as well.... Before i come to the main point, just a brief introduction to myself-
1) My education- did economics from Delhi University and then MIB form Delhi Schoool of Economics, DU again. These courses are dirt cheap and in total my 5 year education cost only Rs. 50,000 in total. Family was super happy that there baniya son made family proud by saving so much money. Was in the placement committee, member of the university cricket team (remember this is DU, and the next steep would have been playing for Delhi), was the heart throb of the class, full of attitude and ego, flaunting of my Made-And-Live in Delhi tag, came to the college in the most expensive car out there, and yeah, those were the 5 Shar-Rukh-Khan years for me. LIFE WAS PERFECT!!!!
2) My placement- ICICI Bank. 1st day. First guy to get through. Every oldie of my class was jealous. I was the youngest guy in the class (was still 21) and BANG- the very first placement : 9.5 lakhs. Could see so many fuming faces in the class, and watching them made me much more happier and content.
3) Personal life- I come from an upper middle family, dad got a successful business running. Brother is a doctor, so I know the few crores of rupee my father got will be all mine to handle. They love me because, again, I got such a package at such young an age, and of course, saved all that lakhs of rupees on my education. Had a really amazing girl friend in the class. The sweetest girl in the class. And again, I kind of more than showed her off to make other people jealous and never really loved her as much as i claimed to in front of my friends. My friend circle was amazing and the people we called "Biharis" in our class used to call us "Americanos" and we used to even like that. We partied hard, drank beer in classes, disrespected people who were not as "cool" as us, and made them look like unwanted when they were around us.
The big turnaround happened - I went to China for a summer internship (again too much boasting in ths case as well), met a few real hot Chinki girls, did stuffs with them, and made sure every one in my clss back here got to know about it, again supposedly to sound like the ultimately chilled out guy. And those were the few good days of my till-now happy life. Broke with my girlfriend ( I ditched her, again to give that hero-like image), my friends stopped talking to me, and i did not care about that, as i "knew" i was too good and cool to talk to them or to apologise about it. My classmates stopped respecting me of the hard work I put in the Placement committee, because they found me a complete total jirk. I was strangled, because of my own doing, between the "bihari" population, and my erstwhile friends who did not even wish me on my birthday. Still I remained too arrogant to realise, and did not even help my brother in his emotional ups and downs, even getting far away from him.
Present Condition- Deeply frustrated. i got no friends, not even a single one. Even my brother thinks i am a selfish bastard. I earn a lot for a 22 year old guy on his first job, but I got no one to enjoy with. On the top of that, my job sucks as well. I am a Relationship Manager, and for the first few weeks of my job, I have not done anything but transporting documents from Santacruz to Bandra to Chandivali. this much money for a glorified Courier Boy. I aint given any office, but have to meet some BPO employees and get files out of them for bank's business. It is anything but the high-fi Corporate world I thought about. From my own car i have got down to locals and buses to travel. I was learning Chinese for the past three years, and really wanted to go there to learn it more and then start working in International Sales or Marketing for companies wanting to business in China. I seen my friends who dont have the degrees we guys have here, learnt Chinese and are now earning as much as I am, even more.
Mine is a story of a guy getting his priorities all wrong in the lure of fame and money. And believe me, I might be sounding like a sissy here who has not seen the troubles of the life, and complaining because he is a bit lonely now. But the thing, just like all of us here, I am also doing something which I really do not want to. Though I have a job, it is just like remaining idle. I have got so much to loose- wether to join my father's business and live a really comfortable life, to continue this job, just to carry that young-achiever's tag, or to realise my dreams and go to China for a year to learn their language and culture and then start a risky and adventurous journey. The last one is the most preferred, but too many unwanted things are making it look more and more risky.
I got the frustration of having too many things on my plate. I got the frustration of nobody to share my thoughts with. I got the frustration of being ablle to achieve so many things in life but being dragged down by things which I really should not care about much. I got the frustrations of cheating my girlfriend and friends and being such a retard over the years. I have learnt to lie over the years, and I am an expert at it. I used to feel proud of it, but now I hate myself for that. Because all that I have with me right now is a life full of lies.
My friend arth winger, the thought of suicide has come to my mind as well, so many times. Just because I am too lonely right now. So perhaps maybe all of us got so many problems in our lives and frustrated a lot deep down inside on one aspect or the another, isn't it? The only thing that is keeping me moving is that I think I have realised where I went wrong. Maybe that is the starting of the correction phase. And friend, a well paying job, or a good apartment or a pleasant personality is not the source of happiness. Its the people around us, like you and me, and our optimism to do something to get out of the trouble that keeps us going forward. I think I can work wonders with my MBA and fluency in Chinese if I stick into the field for a long enough time. Just looking forward to the spark of courage to break the shackles. Maybe all of us have something we really want to do, but cant, due the environment around us. Lets hope we can find some inspiration from each other. Thanks.