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On a cold winter night in Delhi, I start to get dressed for a journey. I put on my panties, and hook my bra. Next, I put on my jeans, brush some dirt off them; after all, I don't want to come across as someone untidy. I wear my shirt and button it down. I look at myself in the mirror. Not too shabby, I think to myself... I take a brown envelope out of the drawer. Inside I find the strip of sleeping pills I had bought three nights back.
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My father, a hearty, strong, benevolent man had a bright future. Tall, handsome, well-spoken, he got married to my mother at the young age of 28, his infatuation developing into the desire to have a family. A year later, I was born. Together, the three of us resembled a happy, picture perfect family...
There were question marks all along, and one could only tackle each one step by step during the course of the treatment. There was no way to know it all. Had the disease spread? How curable was it? How likely were the chances of having a disease-free survival? It made my insecurities about career and future etc seem trivial in comparison.
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We are a part of a fast-paced and dynamic ecosystem where our wishes are fulfilled through a mere touch of a smartphone screen. Our relationships are public property, to be "shared" with friends and strangers. Often times, love begins, progresses and even ends on social networking sites. We hardly have the time to think about what went wrong or how to make amends or learn from mistakes. The mantra is to "move on" and forget all about past experiences.
He used to sell bread for earning his daily bread. He gathered coal from the streets so that his mother could cook a meal. He changed tyres during his vacations to survive. He became an engineer with the money collected from his teachers. But today he is helping many others like him to become engineers, doctors, chefs and even IAS officers! Meet a true blue changemaker.