Friday, March 14, 2008
the race is long ....
When I was trying frantically to get into residency I used to meet a lot of people like me, at interviews, in gray hound, at Airports…. who were exactly in my position, some of them were my direct rivals, because they were fighting for the same position I was fighting for, just as helpless and just as desperate. Each of them had a very touching story to tell, how they came to America and how they were sustaining. And then slowly I realized that it was not about me achieving something, it was about each of those person achieving his own height. We just think about ourselves and one must, but when you think of others you realize that you are running alone thinking that u are competing against someone, although there are people running along side you but it is not a race with them, at each turn a few people join in the race and few people take a detour and the race continues or so do we think.
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well this race continues till the end... and even after the end... had gone for a funeral... there there were couple of bodies waiting... and relatives were trying to 'race'to get their relatives body put in the pyre earlier :)
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