I love my new job!

I know this has been months since I joined this new firm. But, the excitement is still not gone. I don't want to disclose names but I'll give you a pretty idea about what it is.

It's one of the largest IT firm in world and as I see it, we'll never get acquired ;) Things are really great here. Some policies like no attendance, freedom of work, freedom from annual tests (really no tests), cool group parties and I can go on and on.

On the other hand of freedom, I get to own my career. If I don't want to grow, I could simply sit, come daily to office at odd hours and go out in evening. Do simple usual stuff and never grow.

I don't want to be like that but, it's good to have that option too. I get to carry a heavy laptop which is around 3.5 kgs without adapter and bag. I call it, 'the rifle'. Since I've to carry it daily like a rifle. And I am fully responsible for it.

So much good about it, now some not so good point. The processes. Everything here is a process. You need to follow it. You can't skip it. :(

Well, my commute has increased as I've to travel a lot daily. About 50+ kms in commuting. I've got no other options. Still, it's good to be here.

I love new job, responsibilities, my freedom and my life.

Hunger …?

In simple words, hunger is Devil for those who believe in GOD. It’s a feeling, felt by everyone on this planet.

At Jaipur station, I saw a boy about 10 years old. Dirty clothes, mud laden chappals, small broom in his hand, cleaning around people for food. He begged in front of a couple (Indian) for about 20 minutes and still there was no move from their side. I was about 25 feet away from them watching this whole scenario. I’ve seen many beggars on station. Some have made this as their profession and don’t want to try anything else. They live in groups, beg in groups scattered around the crowd. They usually ask by touching, showing their fake (fake because they don’t try other things) expressions, wait for 30 seconds or so and move to their next target. They sometimes even pinch you, if you don’t give them money. But, this boy was different. He was, I don’t know determined or so hungry that he didn’t have stamina to try for next person/area. He was standing about 3-4 feet away from them, holding broom in one hand and right hand held out towards the couple begging for food.

I couldn’t see that anymore. I stood up and went to him and gave him a pack of biscuits to eat and returned back to my place. However, I still had interest in what’s next in this boy’s life. He sat down, pulled out one or two biscuits, tried to eat them. Since, biscuits make mouth dry, he picked up a thrown paper cup. He was struggling to wash it and fill water in it as he was not tall enough to the water tap. He anyway succeeded as he was determined. Thereafter he sat down and tried to eat biscuits with water. I went down to him and ask if he would like to have tea/milk with it. I gave him tea so that he could eat and feel some warmth on that station. With half-filled stomach and strong determination in his heart, he stood up and walked over the railway line to next platform or station through a train.

I am writing all this because I can see billions of money wasted on Common wealth games, billions in scams and ignore but can’t see small children with hunger. I don’t care if they gobble up another billion or so, but if I see another such boy, it affects me, it really kills me.