Life has
truly become competitive. The war is continuously on… to cleave on to the
rat-tortoise race, first to survive, then to boost our ego by possessing a
house, a car, 60 inch LED tv, iPad and leading not only a comfortable, but also
a luxurious life.
We do not
have enough time to visit neighbors, pass time with our friends, think or do
something for the society. An occasional call or an SMS takes care of maintaining
a relationship. I believe even a busy bee has some time for all these stuff.
Fitness is
in vogue (Ofcourse for a good reason!). For most of us, it is important to get
in shape and a visit to the gym is a must. A prescribed breakfast by a
dietician, work out in the gym or do yoga under an instructor, rush to the
office (if one has a car, then lucky, otherwise hang on the public transports),
face the traffic jam, come back home and cook food if you don’t have a cook,
fight with the full time maid if you have, spend some time with your family if
your body permits, go to sleep and start all over again next morning.
If you are
single or double, then weekend adds some flavor with the visits to the disco,
or watch a movie and end up with a dinner at a restaurant. If you are triple or
more, you can not do that also, does not matter, be it your Sasu Maa or your
kidoo.
When I
first came to Delhi, I was very excited. Deeply impressed with the high-rise
buildings, big roads, fast life, countless career scope, and uncountable
restaurants to taste delicious food from all over the world, like Chinese,
Japanese, German, Turkish, and what’s not. Completed
my studies, started working….with a handsome salary. But I used to be left with
no money at the end of each month. Rent of the room, household expenses,
travelling costs, phone bills all used to be so big that my good salary used to
never suffice. Sometimes, I used to think, did I take a good decision to come
to Delhi, leaving a luxurious life at Assam… a big house with big loan, all
facilities, two maids, the special care of Mom and where there was no such competition.
In fact, there were jobs available there too. I too got jobs – one in TV centre
to anchor in one particular program and another in a college. But I wanted to
study further and make my career a bit different…and thus I stepped into Delhi.
Life is moving on...., but a question
often arises in my mind where life is better, in a metro or a small
town/village?
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