I read this somewhere .. wanted to share it with you!
To Whomsoever It May Concern (if you end up reading this, i:e):
“I BELIEVE IN 2 THINGS- SMILES AND TEARS. HERE YOU WILL GET BOTH. YOUR ASS BELONGS TO ME. WELCOME TO THE PLANET.”- LIFE
On the outset of it, they told me- “study…work hard, get good grades, get a job and it will be all fine”. Either it was my age, or that I had grown up listening to fairy tales… I believed them. Today, 19 years down the road, I feel different.
This is not a letter of a frustrated teenager, no…not one bit. But yeah, there is a spark…a spark waiting for the right moment to catch a fire. Today, I am half an engineer (that is to imply, I have completed 2 years of my college life). I was told engineers solve problems….they make life easy for the people out there. All I can see myself doing is quite not similar to that they promised. They lied! And so they lie to each one of us, right from point when we step inside the school with a water bottle, sharped pencil, books and a eye full of hopes, to the point when we enter the college thinking that life is one big party and we are gonna change things. Well SURPRISE-SURPRISE… party’s over folks. There is 9 out of 10 chance that 2 years later I will either be packing my bags for a post-graduate degree or I will be sitting in front of a computer and working my ass off to earn someone else a profit and work harder to earn more and get my salary taxed. Fast forward 6 years or so, I will be married to a girl….people will eat and dance away at my marriage at my expense and 5 years later I will have a kid in front of me…with the same story to tell “study…work hard..get good grades, and it will all be fine”. But that’s how it works, isn’t it? That’s how it has been working for ages! That’s the so called mystery “life”…before you even notice…its puff… gone, like a fart in the air!
It does not matter which breed you are, you know? Engineer, lawyer, doctor, economist, commerce student…. It all boils down to the same story. You know it, I know it… we just pretend to fool each other. It all boils down to the same story…unless….unless we stand up and decide to do something about it! I mean, frankly speaking, I wont mind if people end up calling me a bad engineer. Because maybe this was not where I belonged. Maybe even if I could solve the set of equations an average student cant…I did not actually want to solve them. Maybe my brain ended up being a burden than a blessing.
Let’s be honest, there is an 8 out of 10 chance (forgive the mathematical lingo..am still an engineer :P ) that you are chasing an American dream. It’s a use of 2 mere words to say, a Lamborghini in the garage, a Victoria secret’s model in the bed, and a million dollar in your pocket(that being the pre-requisite of the other two..am sorry, but that’s how it works here). The aim of this letter is not to stop you from dreaming..no I cant do that, its your life, your dream and above all…there is not a faster car that Lamborghini and not a hotter girl than a Victoria secret’s model. The aim of this mere, afternoon written letter, is to possibly "awaken" to a better dream. (note- possibly).
We live in a very cynical society. A 18 year old boy decides to end up his life, cause the chick he liked did not reciprocate and another girl cries long lonely nights cause the long distance relationship she was in, was a mere joke! (Well they made 3-g video calling for the LDR people, kudos..you are neck deep in trouble). We use social networking sites, keep track of all our friends but loose track of our time. We like and comment on everybody’s problem but solve none…mostly cause we are busy updating ours. I can keep on piling up, but it all comes down to the fact that we end up being a part of the same “American pie” or the indian “khichdi” whichever way you like it. Its all mixed up, no sense of individuality. No one cares if you own the coolest pair of boots in the campus, or the sexiest hairstyle or even if you have the highest grade in your batch. Cause unless you are Michael Jackson or Mahatma Gandhi, no one gives a rat's ass if you were here.
So if you have come thus far reading this letter, I am sure arrogance and ego is none of your problems and that you have understood the direction/dream I am talking about. The dream where making noise matters more than making money. The dream, they sold you when you stepped out of your doorsteps. The dream which was, and hopefully is, ours.
- Anonymous
P.S- I wont sign the letter. Cause I understand that people don’t share pieces of writing unless its their own. So I am gonna keep it the way writers in the 15th century did. Cause its not the writer who matters here…it’s the letter and the reader. Thank you for reading.
