Thursday, August 30, 2007

Times have not changed...

Wayback in the sixties and seventies life was just as simple as it could be, and comparing to the things that are happening now, it was apparently a very cool time then.
I am depicting a story of a struggler, who in those days of alluring city life, as was depicted in most hindi movies and Odia Movies came to a small time town to begin his career, and as it always happened, he was not the only one waiting for a job. Somehow due to his skills of management and personal relations, he got an appointment in one office with a monthly remuneration of only 30 Rupees. With ailing parents and three elders sisters and a younger brother, he was forced to send half of his earning to the village where his family lived.
At Rs 15 per month a hotel in this small time town provided two time meals to a person with occassional non-veg items thrown in. The life seemed not much improvement despite all his care and getting an extra buck in hand was also not possible as he was a novice and was not in such a place to accept money from people for small things as it happens now.
It was a story told to all in many a movies from time immemorial.
COming to the present, this is a guy who completed his degree in medicine from one college in India and thought of making it big in overseas fields and so joined the bandwagon to go to the US of America. But fate had something else in his hand and he eventually landed up in UK. With a first class degree he was hopeful of making it big there too. Not alone though as the agent who sent him also sent another handful of surgeons.
With a meagre sum of pounds in hand these people started their day, in a weeks time most of them were bankrupt and were only wandering from here to there in search of a good job, by the end of the second week, they were ready to take up any odd job. Finally this guy was embarashed and wanted to go back to where he belonged but the thing is, he did not have enough cash in hand to buy a ticket to home and situations became so worse that one evening he was left with nothing in hand and he could not even make a call back home.
Back home in India his family was frantically trying to get to know the whereabouts of this fellow. His mother had a mild heart attack and his father suffered severe depression. His only sister was crying all the time.
In UK the situation was even worse, in an alien country without the address of a person, this fellow was moving from places to places in search of a job. Then he got some respite when he came to know that in some Gurudwara (Punjabi Temple) food is being distributed for free, and this fellow started visiting all those places in a rotation, remembering how he did rotation duties in his small time town medical college hospitals.
In some three weeks of getting missed, his family finally approached the embassy and were asked to deposit the details of their son. In a weeks time he was found roaming on the streets of UK in search of job and was sent back to India, with the help of agencies, who took a fee of some one lakh and more from his parents for doing this job.
He is now happy back home and is doing his job as a medical officer with the government and earns a handsome 15 thousand bucks every month and not to mention those hudreds of extra that he earns every day from his practice at home.
Now this is not a secluded story, it is a reality that many of my friends faced, who went abroad for a better life and were mentally depressed. With strict laws enforcing non-employment on out siders now getting a job in an alien country is not possible. So friends, are you thinking of shifting your base to UK or USA, then please first get hold of someone who is there and who can assure you that, come what may he will support you. Then go.

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