Being Brave

Being Brave

“The Earth is enjoyed by heroes-this is the unfailing truth. Be a hero always say–I have no fear”-Swami Vivekananda

My personal has life has nothing to do with you all, But through my experience at a very immature stage of my life want to give you a message.

“Luck Favors the brave and that you can`t be defeated unless you accept your defeat”-

Now let us see how life taught me the aforesaid value.                                              

 So days passed .I kept working hard towards my studies .I literally tried to win each and every single match with my studies and most of the time was successful and was becoming more and more serious towards my career but my dear friends the incident I am going to discuss now changed my life and a middle class boy who dreamt of studying in Ranchi was thrown into the Capital of India in an unimaginable state. Somebody has rightly said that “Nothing in this world happens without a reason”.

 I think I should be awarded the title “the tragedy king” or “Mr. Complicated” hey hey!!!!!!! , because one after the other life threw me down and down and further down which makes me to believe firmly that “It doesn’t matter how many times you fall down, but what matters is how many times & how much harder you get back up ”.

Now you very well know that our business was in real trouble as there was a negative publicity and image loss in the market and you all very well know how competitive the market is, so in an effort to overcome this dark phase my bro tried his best.

 He entered into a partnership deal with his one of his closest friend A… on the condition that capital would be invested by him and my bro would invest his brain to make profit and it will be divided equally in two parts .So they started out very nicely and made good profit for about 5-6 months .Bought a bike, gave us so many gifts and much more and we thought finally after all the hardships, we are going to lead a peaceful life. On the other side my dad also regained his lost status and our business started picking up gradually. But once again this time the biggest and most harmful missile was around the corner.

 One day his friend`s mother was not well so he told my bro to go alone this time to purchase raw materials for the business and to sell the same in the market and just hand over the accounts of all the transactions, and my bro agreed as he had a very bad habit of putting faith blindly on everybody and this time it was his very close friend and business partner so he was bound to believe on him. He went for the deal and started his journey to Kolkata from where they purchased raw materials and was carrying around 4 lakh rupees in cash which was his biggest mistake. In between J…………. (the name is of course funny but believe me people are not!!!!) (our home town) and Kolkata there is a station named G……. junction .at his station my bro looked for something to eat so just got out of his seat and tried to look for something to buy and eat.

And in a few minutes his suitcase in which he had kept the cash vanished from his eyes and he stood with jaws wide open touching the ground and couldn’t utter a single word. He threw what he had bought to eat and like an insane searched for the missing stuff but wasn’t lucky enough to get it back and was in shock that had fused his mind. He should have lodged an official complaint but was in such a state of shock that he was hardly able to stand on his own.

Days passed but he didn’t return. We became a bit stressed and his friend too and why not whose 4 lakh rupees was on the cards. Days gone, Week gone no phone call no information about him and our stress knew no bounds .I mean how could such a responsible person do such thing .We were getting out of control. And Amit was going wild and finally came to our residence and said “where have you kept him and my money just give it back to me or otherwise you all would have to face dire consequences.” Actually he thought that my bro had flown somewhere with his money and we had information about him and we were also planning to move out of that town. Well it’s impossible to change someone`s attitude and thinking. We tried our best to make him understand that we didn’t have any information about him but he was just not ready to listen. And then began his serial blasts in our lives like any of our Bollywood movies.

 His real target was me .He clearly announced that if he didn’t get his money back I will be kidnapped and started following me to my tuition classes, playing grounds, market and each and everywhere where I usually hanged out. I had already left all the enjoyments due to my studies and because of his friend, I was further restricted and confined to my study room and nowhere else like a criminal who is kept in custody. Started his blows on us by locking our house`s gates so that that we didn’t fly away, disturbed our shop by destructing our very hard earned image after the custody and Physical showcases for jewelry that was really bought after so much of sweat and hard work of my dad. And finally gave us an ultimatum of a week or otherwise I will be kidnapped and killed and my family would be deserted, and in the process behaved real bad that could be put in words here and only tears roll down when I remember the time then, and  my soul, heart, blood, mind, my smile, my whole and sole was taken away from me that very day when my god like parents were misbehaved with in front of me and I could do nothing as I was kept mum with dire consequences if I opened my mouth. Couldn`t even cry because of the shock!

 Just ask yourselves what would you do with the person misbehaves with your parents in your presence or even in absence in front of the society!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!                

 My dad had a business deal to be signed so he had gone to a nearby place, may be 100 kms away on the second day of the ultimatum and me and my mom left alone. He even took the vegetables from us that my mom bought for me to eat and didn’t allow to move us out of the house and even didn’t allow me to attend my tuition classes. But as I had become very serious towards my studies I told my mother who also didn’t let me go out for tuition classes due to the situation” I won`t sacrifice my studies for that bloody a—ho--. If we wants to kill me let him do that after all each one of us has to die one day, so let him do what he wants and I will do what my heart says”

I think my mother despite being brave became emotional and weak as she was alone and nobody offered any help, but she only taught me to be brave and courageous and it was in my gene so I being a 14/15 year old boy that time believed in fearless living and still believe the same and this attitude has only become more engraved in my heart with time.

 My mother kept trying her best and called one of our distant relative (Mr S……….) for help and he agreed. It was the second day of the ultimatum .He was ready to come and reached our place, J………….. From his place. He wrote a letter to the S.H.O about our situation but as Amit heard of this he went on in search of Mr S...... to the officials but before he could do any harm to him, we informed him to catch a train (to a place somewhere 200km away where my mom`s sis lived with her family) as soon as possible or he would suffer. So he had no choice but to leave our place and from the court itself went on to catch the train even without his belongings which he had kept at our place. Then came the 6th day of the ultimatum with only one night for us to cry as he had informed our landlord that evening, that we will not be allowed to see next day`s sun.

 My landlord I don’t know why cared for us and requested us to leave the place and we agreed with him, so that very night took us to the station and gave us some money to buy tickets as we didn’t have a single penny in our pocket. He told us that he will take care of our home and everything will be kept intact when we return some day but we and he as well knew that , that would never came as that was unfortunately or fortunately the last day in my lovely home town which due to one mistake of my bro had become deadly. We boarded the train at around 1 AM for my Masi`s place with our heart pumping blood as fast as never before as we had nowhere to go and Mr S………….was also there whom we had to hand over his stuff.

 We reached the place in very poor state-Without money, a single pair of clothes. I was only able to take some of my books and left my life behind-My guitar, friends, certificates and awards in various fields (cricket, painting, badminton, chess, martial arts, best speaker, all round student of the year and many more ) cricket kit, sport shoes, my bicycle (Which I had bought from money saved by walking 14 kms. A day to my school) and the most importantly the thing without wearing which everyone is incomplete- Smile

 As we were discussing the situation with Mr. S………. , my Mom and Dad (who had suggested on that last night to head for the placed when we asked him what to do), we got a call from my bro (almost after 3 months ) inquiring about our well being and everybody blamed my bro for the hell which we were going through. We all didn’t utter a single word on the phone call and just called him to the place.

Everybody was ready to give him a nice punishment as he reached our place but, the condition in which he arrived made us forget about punishment. A guy who always had branded jeans and tees was wearing a dusty and dirty trousers with pair of shoes with fingers pouring out of the shoes. He explained us everything and where and in what circumstances he had been these 3 months. So nobody had any answer as to how and in which direction to lead our lives. Business gone (financial breakdown), Residence gone (Nowhere to live) , in a matter of seconds my dad told Mr.S….. to take me along with him so that I could study and that they will manage on our own, and he agreed. The very next day I headed for NEW DELHI with Mr S…………. in a single pair of clothes and with some books, my bro towards some other place where he has been working as an office assistant (from the owner of our bright and glamorous jewelry shop became an assistant in a small shop), and my parents to our paternal residence, the place where we hail from), all of us with our lost smile and mind in a state of unimaginable condition.

 I reached the capital of India, Delhi for the very first time and my footsteps slipping as I was not in a habit of such a smooth and polished town and finally came to New Delhi where I presently put up). Days passed and in that poor state somehow started to study on my own –no tuition, no school, no friends and nothing much left in life.

I was supposed to appear for the 10th Board exam. Everyone told me to not to go to that place again to appear for the board exam but I just had no choice but to appear for the exam but my parents and I was aware of the fact that if I don’t appear for the exam my life would be a waste. So prepared for the exam somehow on my own.

 I went back again to J………… on 10th December, 06 and lived with my one of my dearest friend Sunny (Now in Nicknamed Brett Lee as he was a great bowler and I had played my every match with him but this time it was my life`s match). I went to my School and everyone was shocked to see me after around 8 months as they had no idea what was going in my life. I explained the Princy about my hopeless situation and she was on my side and told me to just concentrate on my studies and rest of the things would be taken care of by her right from my fees, attendance to the school uniform. I appeared for the pre-board exam and despite completing my syllabus nicely found myself lagging way behind my classmates and left the exam in between and lost my mental balance and was very close from being declared mentally retarded. Just couldn’t help myself. And I refused to appear for the board exams. Everyone had great expectation from me and in particular my princy and if I am not wrong it was this pressure of expectation that was restricting me to go ahead with the exam. Each and Everyone tried to convince me but I just couldn’t help myself crying as I thought my life is gone.

 Finally, I called up my parents and informed Mr S…….and expressed my condition but was ordered by him to appear for the exam otherwise he wouldn’t let me come to Delhi Again. I don’t Know how and why I Agreed to appear for the exam and then one of my Dad`s friend`s family insisted my parents to let me live with them as I would get a family like environment and my bro`s friend not be able to look out for me. Uncle`s son, Vipul was my classmate so we studied together and his family took a great care of me from my food to clothes and even a glass of milk which they used to give it to their son. I just can`t pay the price in return for what they did, the care and affection with which they kept me with them.

 Finally after preparing for the exam in a disastrous state of mind, I appeared for my first paper –3rd March, 07, English in very famous School there. I don’t remember what answers I had written and finished the paper in less than 2 hours. Just as I walked out of the classroom another bombarding started. My bro`s friend was there with his gang to make me captive and take me along with him but as he was in the process of scaring the teachers my friends took me into the bus and ordered the driver to start the bus as everybody was already inside and I clearly remember the driver`s words- “As long as I am there with you he would not even dare to touch you”, and started out to speed up the bus.

And everyone in the bus was wondering what was going on. We reached our school 20 kms. away from our exam center and the guy followed us till our school, and threatened with dire consequences if I was not handed over to them .My princy was bold enough to say “Get your bloody a-- out of here or should I call the police”, and they left the place with the thought that when I would head for Vipul`s house they would do their act in between and waited outside the school. My Princy decided to let me stay in the hostel till my exam got over with her as the situation was getting worse and that they wouldn’t dare to enter the school premises.

 Next to next day we headed for the examination center again but this time the scene was different .Police force behind and in front of the bus to take us safely to the center and to take us back to our school, thanks to my princy`s efforts. So I appeared for all the exams and then came the moment to leave the hostel to go to Delhi.

But it was not an easy task as they left no chance to let me move out of that town and was just waiting for me to come out of the hostel. They had kept their people everywhere from the station to the bus stand, from the hostel`s main gate to the rear gate and just everywhere At night around 11 pm came uncle to our hostel and my princy, my dad and uncle had already made plans how to take me out of that hell. A Bike Came with two people on it, made me sit in between them and started an unforgettable ride to a place somewhere around 22 kms. from my school where my dad was waiting for me and reached there in less than half an hour as we were travelling at a great speed and at around 11 in the night you hardly get any traffic on Highway. I Reached safely then and took a sigh of relief. Ppphhheewwwwwwwwwwwwwww…………………and then went on to the paternal place with my dad where my parents had been living after we were separated during these incidents.

 And then the moment of my life –result of class 10th board exam. I was just expecting to get passing marks but my life had something else to offer-

Obtained 90% marks and was declared the third topper of my school…………………….

So I believe if are determined to achieve what we want are ready to give our 100%, then sky is the limit

 “Luck Favors the brave and that you can`t be defeated unless you accept your defeat”                                             

 So guys this is how I learnt my lesson of being brave.

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