Housing.com's lovely video
Life is not always a bed of roses
that we all know. But going through the bed of thorns is not always easy. But
my life was going fine. I had love in my life and many job options after I
completed my chemical engineering. Though none of the jobs were in or around
Kolkata, but that was alright. May be we were prepared for it. The least prepared
of the people around me was my mom. But eventually she too was fine, thinking
about my career. But problem surfaced after I got married. My husband Avishek
was in Haldia Petrochemicals, in West Bengal and me in Reliance Industries
Limited, Gujarat . Before marriage chat or
phone calls sufficed somehow, but not after tying the knot. When ever I would
see married couples around me, a sense of depression got hold. Our struggling
life was not too short. Both of us agreed that we would not sacrifice careers,
as that mattered a lot. Our parents have some dreams for us afterall. But
holding on, was getting bitter and bitter day by day. Distance brings loads of
misunderstandings and unwanted suspicions. We would fight and then mend,
sometimes I did not mend completely and bruises remained. I don’t fear to
admit, that I am the weaker of the two of us. I easily get frustrated,
depressed or zoned out. Avishek has a much stronger will power than me. But my
crankiness increased every day, and I even fell ill at times. My emotional
dependence on him was and is extremely heavy. But distance made him suffocate
under my seemingly unjustified demands. That was the time, I learnt the
importance of the magic of touch, when words get harsher and harsher, and they
are like daggers. At that time a loving hold of hands can work wonders. But we
had the distance monster between us.Work was fine; I had a good profile and
great reputation. I had no easy reason to think of a job switch. In the mean
time Avishek got an opportunity in Essar Oil Jamnagar, but still as I was in Surat , the distance
between us was ten hours. Life was just not willing to change. Neither Avishek got
any good opportunity in Surat , nor did I get
transfer to Jamnagar .
And that was the time, when I
decided to change priorities. I decided to even leave if necessary my
employment. Or otherwise, even if I was well settled I would change my job. I
really understood, that family life and mental peace was of far more importance
than any hi fi career opportunity. Believe you me; it was a turning point of
self assessment. The careerist me, who was at driver seat of my life willingly,
took the back. Leaving a well settled job is never easy, but I did so. Although
the reality is, even today I don’t have similar kind of satisfaction and
company at office, as I had then. But I have no regrets.
In 2012 November, both of us left
two biggest Indian companies and joined two, which people hardly, knew. We came
to the city of lights, Mumbai and build our nest of love. Today I don’t know if
I am as satisfied professionally. Actually it doesn’t matter, I am earning well
and I have him with me to share all my happiness and sorrows. While taking the
decision I was not too sure, but now I am. And the good news is, we both are
gradually falling back to track professionally as well. Recently I have
rejoined Reliance in its Mumbai corporate park and Avishek is getting better
opportunities. Now when I sit back and think, I feel great. Because I firmly
believe God had taken a test to check the purity of our love. Now every day is
a valentine’s day.
Besides the video of housing.com
(included in the beginning of the narrative) brought wonderful memories of our
getting settled in this city and later buying our own house amidst lot of
monetary adversities. That was another big turning point. But now I know, own
house is a paradise of peace. And Settlement is the necessity of life, afterall
we are not vagabonds.
Aritra Chakrabarty Sengupta
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