Well this is going to be a short one. Obviously if you are interested in reading a non-fiction book in 10 minutes, then you are definitely not interested in reading a 1000 words long blog post by some douche-bag. So, I will cut the crap and jump to the chase.
I want to feel life’s romance
To jump and sing and dance
To make my life by choice, not by chance
I was extremely crazy about being an IAS officer but then one day, I dropped my plans of being an IAS. And that’s not because I had exhausted my attempts or crossed the age limit. So, in this post, Kids, I will tell you How I met the decision of not going for IAS anymore!
(Disclaimer: Read at your own risk. I don’t want to discourage anyone. :))
Champa is feeling ecstatic today. She belongs to a poor family in a village of North India. Today, God has gifted her a beautiful sister. She is feeling like today is a festival.
“Tell me! Have you stolen the money?” Father scolded her.
Little Pinky stood there, looking towards the floor. She had tears in her big, cute eyes. She was just 5 years old, 3 ft 2 inch tall, wearing a light pink frock. Her milky white cheeks had turned pink.
“I want to marry you..” She said.
“Sorry dear, but I am already married. I can’t go for another marriage. You can talk to my younger brother though.” He replied smiling.
And Last.. but obviously not the Least.. I want to thank my nation..my country, India, for providing me such fertile grounds on which i could grow, could flourish and reach to this awesome day. I know, that we usually take it for granted, but now, I have realized that this seemingly obvious fact, is ‘not-so-obvious’ actually. For me, you are a person, like we Indians always use to say – ‘Mother India’. Thank you again.
This post is based on the prompt – “In your imaginary award acceptance speech (yes, we know you have one), who’s the very last — and most important — person you thank?” of The Daily Post.
Thank you for reading. Comments are most welcome.
I had never anticipated that this experiment will have such an unexpected result! Is this the outcome he was aiming for? I wish i could go back 20 years to that day and ask him this question….