Karan was extremly happy, he had just passed out of Indian Insititue of Management Ahmedabad, at 26, a salary of 20 lakhs/annum, he felt on top of the world. He remembered the days of his first job, where day in and day he had slogged out, for Rs 20000/month. He had felt extremly frustrated, didnt or never had money at the end of the month. Even on weekends, he had worked for nearly a year & half, but somehow money never was with him at the end of the month. To compensate for all this work, to get rid of the accumulated stress, used to blow money on entertainment and hang out with friends. Finally he thought he is going to buy his dream house, dream car, live a dream life... people all around would respect him.. he couldnt wait for the first day of his office.
Six months had passed, since his first day in number one consulting company of india. Karan was smiling no more.. the freedom he had dreamt of was no longer there. He had such huge responsibilities, reporting to 2 senior vice presidents was really a handful. Karan had no idea how to handle their egos, and often was caught in situations overloaded with work & overlapping deadlines.
He was used to slogging out, he was thrilled to see his first months salary...but now he started asking himself this question... 2 year of slogging out in IIM, got me here.. i wanted the best in life.. i have it with me... Amazing job, Amazing car, Amazing house
(which he had planned to buy taking a loan.) , but still i have no freedom. Am i really doing what i want to do in life. Not one person in my office is happy. I see a bunch of senior vice presidents who refuse to accept that they are frustrated... whose sole aim in life is to work and work to earn money so that they can improve there life style...My own seniors and juniors are working and working only for money.. they can be better of by starting on there own... such talents each one of them have....but they are not doing it. At age 50 i can own my own company, am sure will be rich... or i would be one of these senior management players... but is this what i want to do...The education which i got, has trained me to get a job, to survive but not to live my life the way i want it. Is the only goal in my life to work to get money, get a 3-4 bed room houses,marry, have kids, .....he pondered.


Are you guys in a similar position.....want to add lot of punch to this story have been editing rediting this story for nearly 8 days now... am just not happy with it.. please do drop in comments if you have experienced similar situations in life.. how could this story have been made better...I wanted it to be an impact story.. which makes people think is this what i want in my life..but i dont think it conveys the message

Ranjith was anxiously waiting for his 6th standard annual exam results. For the first time in his life he had been allowed to study on his own. He knew heart in heart he hadnt done well. Ranjith was a pampered kid, he had a status to keep up to in his flat. He knew his parents and neighbourhood grandma would eagerly be waiting for his results.
Kamala teacher called out his name, he went and collected the report card. Kamala teacher looked at him disapprovingly. Ranjiths heart panicked, it was racing fast. He kept his report card to his chest, went to the corner of the class room, slowly opened it.

The report card read -

MATH 1 35/50 ---------------------------------------------------
MATH 2 36/50 ---------------------------------------------------
Total ---------------------------------------------------71/100
Science 1 40/50 ------------------------------------------------
Science 2 41/50 ------------------------------------------------
Total ---------------------------------------------------81/100


He was shocked, ranjith the class topper of 5th standard, who had never got below 95 till then, had got marks in the lowly 70's and 80's. He didnt know which was worrying him more,the low marks or the reaction of his parents and the neighbourhood grandma.

He just didnt want to show the report card to anybody, wanted to runaway. His best friend balaji was already asking him the marks, shaking ranjith. Ranjith replied "Maths low da, only 91, science also bad only 91".
Balaji said " oh..... awesome da, i got only 69 in math and 75 in science ".

Managing a very weak smile, ranjith urged balaji to walk back with him. On there way home, Ranjith was lost in thought, what was he going to tell his parents. Suddenly a voice called out "Ranjith ranjith how much ??" It was ranjiths father, he was with mani uncle. Ranjith was thinking "i cant let my fathers prestige go down in front of mani uncle" , also balaji was right next to him. He put on a sorry face and said " daddy only 91 in math and 91 in science ". His father face had a big smile, he said "thats my boy" and drove away.

He finally entered his apartment gate, now he had lied to two people, he decided to continue with it. He opened the lift gate, pressed No 3, reaching the third floor he closed his pen cap and now ran to his house, shouting " Amma maths 91, science 91 ". Neighbourhood grandma, came out and remarked, "well done my boy, i know surely you will get into iit". He proudly opened his report card and showed it to her, in the process convincing himself,
that he had done the right thing, after all his parents and neighbourhood grandma were happy.

Ranjiths report card read

MATH 1 35/50 ---------------------------------------------------
MATH 2 36/50 ---------------------------------------------------
Total ---------------------------------------------------91/100
Science 1 40/50 ------------------------------------------------
Science 2 41/50 ------------------------------------------------
Total ---------------------------------------------------91/100

His father came back with a huge diary milk chocolate. He also had a look at the report card, suddenly ranjith realised the blunder he had done. He panicked, he knew his father would find out. He waited for people to get back to their routine. He went inside his room at 1 after lunch, took out his pen, started changing the individual subject marks also. Suddenly his mom enters and asks " Ranjith what are you writing on the report card ". He blurted out, " Nothing mom, just scribbling ". His mom got annoyed and called out to his dad, " Ranjith is writing in the report card, check what he is doing ". ranjith knew he was trapped, he reluctantly handed over the report card. After ten minutes Ranjith was shouting " I wont do it again, sorry appa, please dont hit me, dont ouch .....". Time was 6:30, Ranjith woke up, went outside his room, went upto his father and told "sorry, i wont do it again". That was the last time ranjith ever did any mischief in his life, also the last time he ever got spanked.