Saturday, 20 September 2014

The day the time that day that time

The day I can’t forget never ever. The day I won’t be able to forget never ever. The day which I can’t forgot never ever. When we were building our own house, the day the time I won’t forget. After so many clashes, difference of opinions, financial problems finally we decided to eradicate our house & reconstruct on same land. Housing loan was denied but we were confident to arrange money on self. We invested our monthly salaries in house construction, we broke our fixed deposits, insurance bonus plans, saving schemes, and father took loan against his provident fund & from co-operative society at higher rate. We all were happy that we would be having recurring money inflow for ongoing construction activity which would continue for more than a year. Simultaneously different activities were taking place at pace & more than that financial outflow was at pace. There were labors who were working all day in high cold; high sunlight - for them I would feel petty. They would earn daily wages, a day they missed they won’t get wages how sad on their part. On other hand even if we would take 10 days leave we get same pay. This difference we experience daily which makes us sad but forget within seconds after indulging into our own activities. Every evening we would be preparing tea for our labors, one day we were short of sugar I went to nearby shop, at same time a construction labor from another housing site came & asked  Chini kitne ki hai” How much sugar cost? Shopkeeper said Rs 32/Kg. Labor thought for 5-6 seconds & then said give only half a kg. This is the pain this is the day which is holding high in my mind. A person has to give thought to spend such nominal amount. This we experience everyday on street on beggar’s faces but when I realized it with one who is earning & not able to spend, it gave very bad feeling. This incident happened fifteen months ago but still it’s on my mind. This gave me realization of how high food inflation is & how low is income of people.  On one side we were spending millions of money for our comfort & on other side people were facing sadness, discomfort, hunger. Whenever, this event strikes on mind it gives a pause to my life to my ongoing activities. 
THAT DAY THAT TIME this is what I call BEAUTY OF LIFE