11’oclock Cab

11’oclock Cab

Everyday as I sit by the window of the infy 11 ‘o clock cab, as I stare at the SEs running to catch the cab, when I see their tired faces, I feel am better… am not that tired ( just trying to be positive). I can feel the cries of hundreds of SEs still working in those so called glass houses which the outside world sees as the future of India. 90% of them don’t know what they are talking about, but they blame governments for standing against IT.

But let’s take things in this way…
We are lucky, aren’t we?
There are millions of jobless youth in India who is ready to do anything for one day’s meal…
Who is ready to work day and night…

Or people who are woking day and night… still getting 1/10 of what we are getting…

So why people complain about job?

O people, think about people who is searching for food even in garbages…
Aren’t we living a luxurious life?

O people, think about the child who is dying coz of starvation…

God gave us the brain to think, to understand…

When you feel you are alone…
Think about thousands of orphans in orphanages who don’t have anyone to care for…

When you fell you don’t like this work,

When the question that every SE will one day face ... “ What is the meaning of my Life?”
Then think…
There are people who are jobless… who are starving… who are living in orphanages…
Who can’t see… who can’t hear…


Aim higher… Aim…
Its easier said than done…

But try not to complain… never criticize…

I sat by my cab window… smiling…