Here is a true story of a boy who joined on 22nd september this year (2008) to Wipro Wase batch..
“He is ordinary boy..
Always tried to find the happieness in others face..
His mother was the only blood relation survived for him as a link between him and this outer world..
She holded her life just to see him to rise at the top..
She was professional..
She thought him the meaning of life..
She thought him how to live an unorthodox life in orthodox way..
21 years..
21 years..
He lived for her..
She lived for him…
They shared the joys together..
They hided each others sorrows from each other still being aware of each others sorrows..
After 20 years of struggle she succeeded in placing her son in a good position..
He joined WIPRO-WASE.
Both were happy..
It was the third day of his official training..
The boy got a call at 10.am..
“Your Mother is Serious.. Start Immediately”
He just saw the message..
Holded his breath till the evening..
Because no buses were available at that time to his Native..
He was smiling infront of his mates as if nothing was happenned..
He silently went to a corner and called the concerned doctor..
They told “She is suffering from terrible fever. Every organ is dying. We are unable to diognise. The rate is too rapid..”
He understood..
“She is Sinking”..
He hided the tear from the entire world..
As soon as he completed his training he started to run in the streets of Bangalore to Majestic to get the bus..
2 days..
2 days he and his mother struggled..
Then she got permanent relief..
The day he started from bangalore was “Friday”..
Saturday was ”weakend leave”..
Doctor came to him on Saturday morning at 8.15 and said she is no more..
No relative was there with him to hold him..
There was no tear in his eyes either..
He just opened the letter written by his mother two days ago of which I remember only
two lines..
“Don’t be emotional. Be professional. I know that you are strong and you should be. The only thing which remains with you is god. believe him…and
Donate my body to Hospital..”
He just stood firmly on the ground..
He did exactly what she wanted him to do..
He did one more thing..
Donated himself to hospital..
He didn’t cried..
He holded his breath…
He worked till 2.0 clock preparing for his assesments..
And the day came..
4th November 2008..
That day he had his assessment..
The great coincidence is that date coincided with the date of his mothers demisal..
It was exactly one month after he lost each and everything and walked to bangalore alone locking his home and property..
For a second his hands trumbled..
But he was strong..
The education which he got from his mother was strong..
He wrote the exam..
And cleared it..
It was hard to tell the feeling in his face..
That day he came out of the E.C 2..
Just went and sat in the WIPRO park seeing the greenery..
Then went to pond to watch the aquatic beauty..
He took a deap breath..
Two drops of tears just came out from the corner of his eyes..
It just created a tiny ripples on the water..
Nobody observed it..
The only one who observed it till those waves dye was him..
He started to move from there..
Just for a minute he watched the sky..
The he found her…
His mother smiling..
Smiling with satisfaction..
Smiling With Pride..
He just had a small smile in his face after so many days..
And He started to walk..
To A world of Professionalls..
To be “The One” among the race..
He walked..
Slowly..
Steadily..
Without anyone..
For Everyone..
He Started to walk..
Slowly..
Steadily…”
Now you ask me How I know this boy?
It is simple..
I see him everyday in the mirror of my dressing room when I stand infront of it..
Hp
“He is ordinary boy..
Always tried to find the happieness in others face..
His mother was the only blood relation survived for him as a link between him and this outer world..
She holded her life just to see him to rise at the top..
She was professional..
She thought him the meaning of life..
She thought him how to live an unorthodox life in orthodox way..
21 years..
21 years..
He lived for her..
She lived for him…
They shared the joys together..
They hided each others sorrows from each other still being aware of each others sorrows..
After 20 years of struggle she succeeded in placing her son in a good position..
He joined WIPRO-WASE.
Both were happy..
It was the third day of his official training..
The boy got a call at 10.am..
“Your Mother is Serious.. Start Immediately”
He just saw the message..
Holded his breath till the evening..
Because no buses were available at that time to his Native..
He was smiling infront of his mates as if nothing was happenned..
He silently went to a corner and called the concerned doctor..
They told “She is suffering from terrible fever. Every organ is dying. We are unable to diognise. The rate is too rapid..”
He understood..
“She is Sinking”..
He hided the tear from the entire world..
As soon as he completed his training he started to run in the streets of Bangalore to Majestic to get the bus..
2 days..
2 days he and his mother struggled..
Then she got permanent relief..
The day he started from bangalore was “Friday”..
Saturday was ”weakend leave”..
Doctor came to him on Saturday morning at 8.15 and said she is no more..
No relative was there with him to hold him..
There was no tear in his eyes either..
He just opened the letter written by his mother two days ago of which I remember only
two lines..
“Don’t be emotional. Be professional. I know that you are strong and you should be. The only thing which remains with you is god. believe him…and
Donate my body to Hospital..”
He just stood firmly on the ground..
He did exactly what she wanted him to do..
He did one more thing..
Donated himself to hospital..
He didn’t cried..
He holded his breath…
He worked till 2.0 clock preparing for his assesments..
And the day came..
4th November 2008..
That day he had his assessment..
The great coincidence is that date coincided with the date of his mothers demisal..
It was exactly one month after he lost each and everything and walked to bangalore alone locking his home and property..
For a second his hands trumbled..
But he was strong..
The education which he got from his mother was strong..
He wrote the exam..
And cleared it..
It was hard to tell the feeling in his face..
That day he came out of the E.C 2..
Just went and sat in the WIPRO park seeing the greenery..
Then went to pond to watch the aquatic beauty..
He took a deap breath..
Two drops of tears just came out from the corner of his eyes..
It just created a tiny ripples on the water..
Nobody observed it..
The only one who observed it till those waves dye was him..
He started to move from there..
Just for a minute he watched the sky..
The he found her…
His mother smiling..
Smiling with satisfaction..
Smiling With Pride..
He just had a small smile in his face after so many days..
And He started to walk..
To A world of Professionalls..
To be “The One” among the race..
He walked..
Slowly..
Steadily..
Without anyone..
For Everyone..
He Started to walk..
Slowly..
Steadily…”
Now you ask me How I know this boy?
It is simple..
I see him everyday in the mirror of my dressing room when I stand infront of it..
Hp
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