"Sir, I have started at 5 o'clock in the morning. cycled almost two hours with the stock of guava to come to this market place, and will cycle another two hours to my home at the end of the day..." this is how the wretched-looking guava vendor started the conversation... and suddenly i felt how privileged i am... of course i have my own set of problems, but not like the guava vendor who starts his day as early as 4 o'clock for a paltry sum... and moreover guava is a seasonal fruit... so he becomes a mason when the guava season is over...
as i watch my dad sweating in the small low-asbestos-roof shop at around 46-47 degree Celsius of Purulia summer, i feel so much privileged... i feel the power of education which has given me a much smoother lifestyle than my dad's... when i see people are looking at my technical blog from around the globe, i feel so much privileged that i have got a laptop fixed with a broadband connection... when i write software codes at a cozy corner and use my touchscreen mobile phone, i feel myself so much privileged because it reminds me my dad's nervousness with new technologies...
The statement "When you are down... look downwards..." has a great meaning for me... when i think of our Habsi of the small village Gangara near Purulia i feel so good... Habsi was once a daily porter and a farmer of our paddy fields... and now his children are graduates, well established in the village... thats the power of education...
i am interested in spreading the technical education among the not-so-well-to-do bright students... probably my future association with an academic institution will help me in achieving this goal... i wholeheartedly want to do that because i don't want people to suffer the ignominy like me because they don't know...
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