Fwd: Just for an extra Bedroom flat; Bitter reality!

[bhanu prakash]

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From: Parivartan <parivartanthe...@gmail.com>
Date: 30 May 2012 17:12
Subject: Just for an extra Bedroom flat; Bitter reality!
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Hare Krishna!

What follows is typical of anybody who dreams of going to the United
States and making it big in life. Please read it as it is worth some
thought and throws some light on the wide-spread illusion.

“As the dream of most parents I had acquired a degree in software
Engineer and joined a company based in USA, it was as if a dream had
come true. Here at last I was in the place where I wanted to be. I
decided I would be staying in this country for about five years, which
would be sufficient to have earned enough money to settle down in
India. My father was a government employee and after his retirement,
the only asset he could acquire was a decent one bedroom flat. I
wanted to do something more than him. I started feeling homesick and
lonely as the time passed. I used to call home and speak to my parents
every week using cheap international phone cards.


Two years passed, two years of Burgers at McDonald"s and pizzas and
discos and 2 years watching the foreign exchange rate getting happy
whenever the rupee value went down. Finally I decided to get married.
Told my parents that I have only 10 days of leave and everything must
be done within these 10 days. I got my ticket booked in the cheapest
flight. Was jubilant and was actually enjoying shopping for gifts for
all my relatives and friends back home. If I miss anyone then there
will be talks.


After reaching home I spent one week going through all the photographs
of girls and as the time was getting shorter I was forced to select
one candidate. In-laws told me, to my surprise, that I would have to
get married in 2-3 days, as I would’nt get more holidays soon and they
could not wait long. After the marriage, it was time to return to USA,
after giving some money to my parents and telling the neighbors to
look after them, we (I was lucky and managed to get the visa of my
wife early) returned to USA.


My wife enjoyed this country for about two months and then she started
feeling lonely. The frequency of calling India increased to twice a
week & sometimes 3 times a week as she also had to call her parents.
Our saving started diminishing. After two more years we had kids. Two
lovely kids, a boy and a girl, were gifted to us by the almighty.
Every time I spoke to my parents, they asked me to come to India so
that they could see their grand-children. Every year I decide to go to
India, but part work, part monetary conditions prevented me. Years
went by and visiting India was a distant dream.


Then suddenly one day I got a message that my parents were seriously
sick. I tried but I couldn't get any holidays and was stuck up in the
procedures and thus could not go to India. The next message I got was
that my parents had passed away and as there was no one to do the last
rites the society members had done whatever they could. I was
depressed. My parents passed away without seeing their grand children.
After couple more years passed away, much to my children's dislike and
my wife's joy we returned to India to settle down. I started to look
for a suitable property, but to my dismay my savings were short and
the property prices had gone up during all these years. I had to
return to the USA.


My wife refused to come back with me and my children refused to stay
in India. My 2 children and I returned to USA after promising my wife
I would be back for good after two years. Time passed by, my daughter
decided to get married to an American and my son was happy living in
USA. I decided that enough is enough and wound-up everything and
returned to India. I had just enough money to buy a decent Two-bedroom
flat in a well-developed locality. Now I am 60 years old and the only
time I go out of the flat is for the routine visit to the nearby place
of worship. My faithful wife has also left me and gone to the holy
abode.


Sometimes I wondered was it worth all this? My father, even after
staying in India, had a house to his name and I too have the same,
nothing more. I lost my parents and children for just ONE EXTRA
BEDROOM. Looking out from the window I see a lot of children dancing.
This damned cable TV has spoiled our new generation and these children
are losing their values and culture because of it. I get occasional
cards from my children asking I am alright. Well at least they
remember me. Now perhaps after I die it will be the neighbors again
who will be performing my last rites. God Bless them. But the question
still remains 'was all this worth it?”



Think about it! This most valuable human life that has been given to
us is a glorious opportunity to understand the eternal truths of life
so that we can purify our hearts and go back to our original home,
much better than the United States, for a life of eternity, knowledge
and bliss.



Chant “Hare Krishna Hare Krishna Krishna Krishna Hare Hare, Hare Rama
Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare” and open the doors to what is your
birth right – real, permanent happiness!



Yours in the service of the Lord,

Vishal Kaushal (Vyas Acharya das).


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Warm regards.
Aspiring to serve,

Mail Coordination Team- Parivartan; the change of heart.
E.- parivartanthe...@gmail.com; M.- +919000883108

Chant

Hare Krishna Hare Krishna Krishna Krishna Hare Hare
Hare Rama Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare

& Be happy!




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Please bless me that I should always remain as servant of Lord Krishna

Your's Faithfully
M.Bhanu Prakash