Each one of us belong to a different species.
It was late,around 11 pm in the night and I was impatiently waiting for the taxi to go to home from office. Then came a call from a person who spoke impeccable engilsh.It was hard to believe that it came from the mouth of a Call taxi driver in Chennai.
He was telling me his story, A man of 51 who reads 'The Hindu' everyday and work as a calltaxi driver for a firm and earns around 7-8k per month. I have seen people who are poor than him, people dont have money to have a square meal a day. But not everyone's fate make you feel bad.The mutilated deadbodies from Iraq doesnt give me any jitters ,probably I take my eyes away from that before it affects me.
Coming back to this guy, he got married at the age of 40 and has two school going children and he sends them to a convent school.He said that now he live for them.He wants a job in a call center but he dont have any computing skills.He is not a graduate.All that he has is good english speaking and writing skills. He wish for regular working hours and a better salary.
I dont know whether he will get an employment of his dreams in his lifetime or not.But after many attempts he could not get an interview call from any of the call centres in Chennai. People like him should get a chance in life. I saw a glimse of happiness in his eyes when he told how happy would be his kids when they can tell their friends that their dad works for a software company. Big dreams of a small man...
Even my company which preaches CSR and supporting marginalised people and all that nonsense told me that he is overaged, dont have necessary qualification and cant be considered for any posts.. and hence cannot be called for an interview.And people preach attitude is everything, But I feel people like him should at least get a chance. Get a chance to express themselves.Capitalistic India need to grow really big to acccomodate the aspirations of 'unqaulified' people like him.
Another man of 59 ,a drunkard in ragged clothes was shouting inside the MRTS train to thriuvanmayur.He was pleading to the crowd to push him off the train because he is afraid to do so.Let me quote him.."Why dont I die and anyway there is none to cry for me ?".And needless to say this man also spoke good english, yes i dont deny he was much closer to insanity than many of us are...
Two overaged people with different perceptions about life...The former with some goals to accomplish and the latter who is afraid of throwing himself out of the running train, but fed up with life.
Ayn Rand influences me a big time but still every human being is a different species, and I am forced to believe that relationships and sense of security, sometimes provide more incentives in life than egoistic pursuits to perfection.Is it me who is speaking or is it my age that is making me speak like this...Or is it just that I have made up my mind that I should get married.
I never had a clarity in thoughts throughout my life and I just dont care...
NB: Any one from the HR of any company in Chennai who feels that the former person's english speaking skills can be better utilised feel free to contact me through comments.Losing the sense of security which I derive from being anonymous for a good cause is not a big deal... :P
He was telling me his story, A man of 51 who reads 'The Hindu' everyday and work as a calltaxi driver for a firm and earns around 7-8k per month. I have seen people who are poor than him, people dont have money to have a square meal a day. But not everyone's fate make you feel bad.The mutilated deadbodies from Iraq doesnt give me any jitters ,probably I take my eyes away from that before it affects me.
Coming back to this guy, he got married at the age of 40 and has two school going children and he sends them to a convent school.He said that now he live for them.He wants a job in a call center but he dont have any computing skills.He is not a graduate.All that he has is good english speaking and writing skills. He wish for regular working hours and a better salary.
I dont know whether he will get an employment of his dreams in his lifetime or not.But after many attempts he could not get an interview call from any of the call centres in Chennai. People like him should get a chance in life. I saw a glimse of happiness in his eyes when he told how happy would be his kids when they can tell their friends that their dad works for a software company. Big dreams of a small man...
Even my company which preaches CSR and supporting marginalised people and all that nonsense told me that he is overaged, dont have necessary qualification and cant be considered for any posts.. and hence cannot be called for an interview.And people preach attitude is everything, But I feel people like him should at least get a chance. Get a chance to express themselves.Capitalistic India need to grow really big to acccomodate the aspirations of 'unqaulified' people like him.
Another man of 59 ,a drunkard in ragged clothes was shouting inside the MRTS train to thriuvanmayur.He was pleading to the crowd to push him off the train because he is afraid to do so.Let me quote him.."Why dont I die and anyway there is none to cry for me ?".And needless to say this man also spoke good english, yes i dont deny he was much closer to insanity than many of us are...
Two overaged people with different perceptions about life...The former with some goals to accomplish and the latter who is afraid of throwing himself out of the running train, but fed up with life.
Ayn Rand influences me a big time but still every human being is a different species, and I am forced to believe that relationships and sense of security, sometimes provide more incentives in life than egoistic pursuits to perfection.Is it me who is speaking or is it my age that is making me speak like this...Or is it just that I have made up my mind that I should get married.
I never had a clarity in thoughts throughout my life and I just dont care...
NB: Any one from the HR of any company in Chennai who feels that the former person's english speaking skills can be better utilised feel free to contact me through comments.Losing the sense of security which I derive from being anonymous for a good cause is not a big deal... :P
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