All of you there have you read my first two blogs. Thanks to those who have read it and welcome and invitation to those who have not yet read it.
Come on guys and gals I am relatively new and could do with a lot of advice and suggestions.
I continue from where I left.
I have a friend and engineer who got recruited from the campus and got placed with a good Corporate in India in the textile industry. Textile Industry had been his academics and he was happy to get the job.
He carried great illusions about the job as most engineering pass outs do only to realize that what you learn and eventually what you do are extremely different. Moreover his work was largely clerical, scrutinizing papers and bills and invoices and so on and the job also meant sitting for late hours in office.
He carried on with detest and loathing for the job and often wondered what to do. He was looking for his Oasis…While he would return home at night and traverse the road to home through the public transport in the city of Kolkata he would look out of the window of the moving bus and tram and observe the people on the roads and pavements of the city. He found life in them.
At Kolkata like many other cities of India several people live on and along the pavements and eat and cook there too. They are largely poor, labour class people and workers.
My friend recalls that on his way home he would even watch these people sitting along the road side on pavements and signing together and cooking food on their makeshift chullas- This is an Indian earthen oven fired by coal and/or wood and used for cooking.
And looking at this he would often wonder than even these people who are poor, live hand to mouth, dwell in pavements, do arduous and bone breaking labour job during the day had the gumption and liveliness to gather together , sing together and cook their food. He felt their happiness and was envious. It was joy and envy combined
He watched them everyday and he actually reached a stage of life where he would wait for office to end so that on his way back home he could watch and savour the life and delight of these people. They attracted him , they made him happy….he felt even these people had everyday moments when they would forget everything and just be happy.
The Question is was this his trigger in search of an Oasis—within or without?????
One day this friend of mine came to my office and proudly announced that he had resigned from his job and was happy and free. As to whether he had got another job he said NO. As to what his plans for the future were he was blank. I was stunned. He had a large family to carry, his father had retired and his sisters were still studying and I knew jobs in India were not abundant enough for your picking. Together we went to another friend and we counseled him but he was adamant. He was having no more of that drudgery… He had snapped…and made his decision.
Gradually he picked up his beans and started his own business of trading in textiles and to cut a long story short he is successful, happy and contented now…..and freely advises us to give up our jobs… Once determined the rest is easy he says…
He did find his Oasis but outside his job… There was a trigger to do so… But all of us have so many triggers but keep compromising and compromising…
I will talk about the various triggers next time.. Till then..