He couldn’t stop smiling. There was overflowing happiness. Two hours from now would be very special moments for him. Anticipation filled the air. Avyakta was boarding the flight at Chennai. He would be in Pune in a couple of hours from now to be received by a man who has had one of the greatest influences on his life.
Memories of the ‘firsts’ are always very special and they enjoy a very special place in all our hearts. Pune was Avyakta’s first experience away from home. Pune gave him his first job. He earned his first salary at Pune. He bought his first gift for his parents and brother from Pune. It was Pune that opened the doors to what eventually turned out to be an illustrious career for Avyakta. Pune had given a series of ‘firsts ‘to Avyakta. In many ways, Pune was a home away from home for Avyakta.
Avyakta was extremely ecstatic as he boarded the flight; it didn’t seem as if he was going to just another seemed. It seemed like he had been given a multi entry visa to heaven with the tickets paid for. From where to where, Avyakta wondered. He recalled his first journey to Pune by train in a second class compartment. Having paid Rs. 80 on the ticket, all he was left with in his pocket when he went to Pune for the first time was Rs.20. All he had was three sets of clothes and a pair of oversized shoes borrowed from his cousin that had to be stuffed in the front with old newspapers. Avyakta’s family was in dire straits and being the eldest son, Avyakta decided to bear the cross of his family when he was barely 19 and still in the final year of his graduation. He was on his way to take up a job at a software training institute.
Here he was a decade later, sitting in an aircraft, where his airfare was actually more than his annual take home pay then. So much had changed. Actually, everything had changed. Why is the man whom Avyakta is going to meet in Pune so special? Peter was Avyakta’s first boss. Avyakta used to tell his friends, “I went to Pune as a boy and peter made me a man. When I first met Peter, I was unseasoned, unimpressive, unsystematic employee and he made me a seasoned, impressive, systematic, organised and mature professional. I am Peter’s creation. ”
Avyakta was still and adolescent when he started his career. He allowed to be distracted by the girl who attended classes at the institute. He used to frequently bunk office and go for movies. He always had a justification for the compromises he made at this work. He was angry at life, for he believed that life had truncated his teens a little too early by dumping responsibilities on his young shoulders. He was frustrated that the joy of youth had been snatched away from him. Circumstances had driven him to take up a job, but his heart was constantly rebelling. He felt he hadn’t been allowed to be a 19 year old. As providence would have it, Avyakta was working for Peter a strict- disciplinarian, a perfectionist and a very demanding manager. Peter had started earning for his family when he was 15 and hence had no sympathy for the 19 year old. Finding it difficult to cope with Peter’s demands, Avyakta decided to resign and get back home.
Holding Avyakta’s resignation letter in his hand, Peter told Avyakta, “I will not accept this resignation till I have a personal conversation with you. Office isn’t the place for a personal discussion: no matter how much I try, you will not open up. You will see me only as a manager talking to you with some ulterior motive. Let’s meet at boat club this evening.” On his way to Boat Club that evening, Avyakta kept telling himself, “Don’t let Peter manipulate your thoughts. Stand your ground. Don’t give in. Be firm.
You want to enjoy life, you have to leave Pune and return home. Whatever be the demands of the family, this is the age to chill out, not the age to be burdened with responsibilities.” In spite of Avyakta’s reluctance to have that evening meeting, Peter made that evening defining moment of Avyakta’s life. Once at boat club, they occupied a bench by the river, each holding a plate of bhel. Looking into Avyakta’s eyes, Peter said, “With our relationship being barely a few months old, my easiest option would be to let you go. But by doing that I will be allowing enormous human potential to let go off, what it is capable of becoming. I can understand how a 19 year old feels. I too have missed my youth and longed for it. But Avyakta, the big question is, ‘Do you necessarily have to fit into the definition of a typical 19 year old?’ Movies, parties, hanging out, girls and guys, and chilling out – everybody does that. Why do you want to be one among the crowd? Why not be one above the crowd? How many people are lucky enough to have an early start to their career? Avyakta, you’ve got a head start. Why not make the most of it? Don’t lose this advantage. ”
By then, they finished the bhel. Peter got up from the bench and suggested that they take a walk. As they started walking, Peter threw his arms around Avyakta and it meant so much to the 19 year old. He felt respected. He felt an unexpressed affection in that gesture. When someone you look up to in life relates with you as if you are a contemporary, then you experience slight shivers. For Avyakta, the very experience of being with Peter was more overwhelming than his words. Peter continues his empowering talk, “Make the decision right now. Do you want to be just anybody in life or do you want to be somebody in life. If you want to just anybody in life, then quit your job and jump on the band wagon. Merge with the crowd. Get lost in the crowd. However, if you want to be somebody in life, then stand up and be counted. If you live like everybody, you will become everybody. If you don’t want to be like everybody, then you have to do what nobody has done. Walk the path everybody walks, and you’ll reach the destination everybody reaches. Walk a different path and you’ll create a new destination for yourself. Avyakta, answer this simple question: ‘Do you want to be a typical 19 year old or do you want to be a 19 year old who will be looked up to by other19 year olds’? ”
Peter took his hands off Avyakta’s shoulders. But now it didn’t matter to Avyakta, something within him had been awakened. There are certain moments in life that are too special and such moments happen only a few times in entire lifetime. This was one such moment. Seeing the determination in Avyakta’s eyes, Peter continues, “There are just two options in life: ‘Either subordinate your likes and dislikes to the purpose of your life; or subordinate the purpose of your life to your likes and dislikes.’ My boy, if you want to be somebody in life, if you want to stand above the crowd, if you want to be a 19 year old who will be looked up to, then there is just one change for you.” Saying so, Peter pulled out Avyakta’s resignation letter from his pocket, tore it up and tossed it into the next dustbin they crossed.
As the announcement of landing was made and passengers were asked to fasten their seat belts, Avyakta wiped the tears from his eyes and whispered to himself, “Thank you Peter. As a 29 year old I still keep reminding myself that I can either be a typical 29 year old or a 29 year old who will be looked up to by other 29 year olds. Of course, it leaves me with no choice but to subordinate my likes and dislikes to the purpose of life. Thank you so much Peter”
Your future begins today
The pages you have already read in a book are mere a build up. The joy of the book is in the pages that you haven’t read yet.
Why write an imposition of a chapter from your past again and again and again…… when you have the potential to write many
more fresh chapters in the future? The glory of life is in the chapters to come. Save your future from the clutches of your past.
Life should be a forward progressions and not a backward regression. We cannot go back and make a fresh start but we can
begin now and create a fresh end. Draw a line to your past. Your yesterday was over yesterday. Your future begins today.
We may be born in middle class family, but we can scale such heights in this life times that we can cause an industrial/IT
revolution. We may be born to illiterate parents, but we can die as a scholar of world repute. We may have been considering a
misfit during our childhood days, but we can become role models for the future generation. What we are and what we have
been has no bearing on what we can be. We can be, what we choose to be.