What made it sadder was that this was the unsaid rule. Nobody questioned it. You just knew your place because of brands like #FairandLovely and the ads they showed. A fairer girl bagged the job, got a better marriage proposal, had a better life!
I was directly admitted to the ICU. Since, I lived with my friends in a rented apartment and spent like there was no tomorrow, we were really doubtful if we could provide for my initial fees. Plus direct entry to ICU, so one can only imagine the cost. But for me, the saving grace was the health insurance policy that I had brought from a friend.
In a world that's scared, anxious and jittery, framing your messages well will go a long way. Here's a classic Akbar Birbal story that reinforces the message for us.
Edmund Hillary, initially a beekeeper from New Zealand and Tenzing Norgay, a sherpa from Nepal, were the first mountaineers to conclusively set foot on the summit of Mount Everest. But journalists were persistently repeating the question: "Which of the two men had the right to the glory of being the first one, and who was merely the second, the follower?"
Since I never received, I never knew such feelings existed. I had never seen people in love or being kind or being expressive. You know you're loved, wanted, adored, appreciated only when it's expressed in gestures, in words. All these were alien to me until I had met Madam and her family.
Shortly, in a matter of few days, the cacti which looked healthy to me started to look bloated and swollen up. Some even got discoloured, turning yellow. The other few showed signs of rotting. I was devastated. I had watered them well, trowelled them at regular intervals and had even fed them fertilizers. Surely it was some pest that had attacked. I turned to the master farmer for advice. He just smiled. I smiled back perplexed.
It was the most wretched day of my entire life, while for him, it was just the beginning of wretchedness... A cute little boy, his dusky face was soaked in tears. His eyes were the saddest, most beautiful thing i had ever seen. He sat beside the corpses of his parents, too young to undergo the pain that had befallen him.
She’d finally retrieved parts of her face back. The remaining still tainted deep red – the “Holi” remnants! Soon she was to post the day’s pictures proclaiming it to be one of the best Holis ever! But from her balcony she saw that one home had no signs of any colour droppings around it.
Slowly it all dawned upon her. She realized that all this while she was living someone else’s dream. And that was precisely the reason why she cringed at the office parties, loathed the crowds, felt that spiritual void.