An Indian Fictional Story on a young lad Shameer

An Indian Fictional Story on a young lad Shameer

A young lad by name shameer used to live with his parents in the magnificent state of India,Jammu.Shameer loved the 2 sides of his state-both snowy and greeny .He was elated to born and witness the beauty of the state.He adored wearing pashmina shawls, relishing Kashmiri pulao.He had culinary art of making Mutton Roghan Josh and it was his favourite meal.Occasionally he used to cook.His father had a small business and they were nomads.After completion of shameers schooling,they moved to another state. Shameer was sad to leave his state and his childhood memories deep down in Jammu.

They moved to Maharastra, Mumbai. Shameers father was concern about his education. When both were fossicking intermediate college., his father was very disappointed.Shameers parents wanted to give their child,splendid education.

That evening,his father was vapid and was leaning on sofa,shameers mother walked in with a cup of coffee.She finds her husband,little disturbed!When she asked,whats the matter? With a pale look he uttered.Why private indian education has become so commercial?

His wife,slowly uttered,does not worry.We shall try. The next morning shameers parents took him for admission in the best college and sadly they had to pay fees out of their savings.Years passed by,when Shameer was finally a graduate.Since they were nomads they moved to another state,Delhi.

He was delightedly amused to see India Gate,Red Fort.But traffic,pollution of Delhi was little tough for shameers family to adjust at a new place.Shameer was an excellent student.He was trying hard to qualify government exams.But then casteism is seen in India.He realised,in todays generation it was difficult for an OC caste candidate to get job opportunity in government sector,but BC's and ST's easily gets the government job even with low scoring of marks in government exams.Then he decided to give a try for private job.

Shameer moved to city of pearls in search of private job in IT sector.Shameer was euphoric to accommodate in hyderabad. Since he got the rental room at low wage and the price of food here as well was affordable. Shameer like any other graduate was ecstatic and was applying for high profile job.In interviews,he was asked for experience.He speculated, how come he can gain experience untill somebody hires for a job.

Then one day he met one of his class mate,who said would recommend his manager to hire shameer by very next day.

But poor Shameer,totally forgot the fact that indian tomorrow is never a genuine tomorrow.It could be after 2 days or after a month,but still being called as "tomorrow".

Finally he got a call for an interview from a good company.And the position was quite ok and salary was acceptable.

One fine day,phone rings of Shameer and was invited by his friend to Agra.Both Shameer and Shafi decided to meet at Taj Mahal.Both the friends were delighting each others company.Shameer says,how elegant is Taj Mahal and we must be glad that it is in India.Shafi utters,i want to be glad about my wage!!perhaps i have decided to fly to London.What about you Shameer?he asks.

Shameer says,i dont want to fly any where, i feel better in India.I can witness all the seasons here.I dont want to miss the morning chai prepared by mom.The family dining every day.The oil massage that i deliver to my dad.The everyday smiles that we share.Iam happy being here.After a slight pause both the friends smile at each other and then weaves a good bye and depart.

Unhurriedly Shameer achieved better position. And comprehended that small steps are needed to be taken to achieve high in life.

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