I’ve had a dream

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It’s been after a short gap I’m with my blog

I’ve had a dream to become a millionaire.

On a great morning of Monday (it wasn’t pleasant enough since it was a Monday and there is another reason also, I’ll come to it). I was traveling in a bus from my home to the hostel I stay, in CUSAT after the weekend. I was sleepy; and in a hangover of being asleep for more than two hours. I looked outside and put my head through the window for a fresh, cool breath; Just for a change from the tight and closed environment inside the bus. The bus was full. It was a tedious job to reach the door ‘safely’ from my seat, However I managed to do that. And I stepped out of the bus.

It was couple of weeks before …. I stepped out of the bus and I walked. In that ‘free left’ road of the junction I saw something strange. A rare scene, at least for me in my life. I’ve seen such things before, but I don’t know why this struck my mind.

There was a waste bin on a not so cool side of the road. The wastes were spread over the road and the field beside that.

In India people do not categorize wastes into biological degradable, non-degradable or food and non edible. Those kinds of classifications are unknown to Indian families(I’m an Indian too and niether am I an NRI, but I’ve heard of such ways in foreign countries).

…… So, In that waste bin there were every kind of stuff, which includes the non recyclable and recyclable wastes.

On that bright day, a thought held my mind “The municipality is bound to work hard for waste management, but they are irresponsible. Take a look at this road, why have they left it this way?”

I happen to glance casually to the opposite side of the road while I was waiting for my next bus. An image on the other end caught my eyes.

A man, thin and lean; was sitting on the divider and eating the thrown wastes. His hunger had found some edible stuff in that ‘universal’ bin and he was eating with great eagerness and satisfaction. In his eyes I found a sparkle, the glittered eye of a heavily starved ‘rich man’ killing his hunger with delicious food. I was shocked for a couple of moments; But I walked away like a ‘usual’ man. Sadly, I could not figure out how hungry he would have been. He is a martyr who is being ignored and suppressed. He is a man who received his martyrdom from a society who needs metro rail project as soon as possible, who needs ‘Smart City’ to live, and the ash-push of a metro life style.

And a flashback found itself being remembered in my mind. Around a year back, When I was traveling in a car I had seen the same image, felt the same feeling. That day, I was going to attend a marriage function. A function of luxury; mouth-watering food, grand setup, beautiful decoration. Everything from a small welcome drink to a luxurious car was present there. I don’t know why I didn’t think about the matter further. Perhaps I was blinded by the luxury too. How can a greedy person (like me) genuinely become a millionaire?

Recently I happened to watch a movie – “Usthad Hotel”. In that I saw something more pathetic than what I had seen in real. But trust me guys, the real scene influenced me more than the movie shots.

And now, I’m bothered about them, sincerely. I’m bothered about the kids who do not have the provision for a good education, the old dying on the street only because they don’t get any help, support or care.

In India, 32.7% of the total population falls below poverty line with an income of 1.25$ per day, while 68.7% live on less than 2$ per day. One in three malnourished children worldwide are found in India. Multidimensional poverty Index found that 28.6% of the total population were living in severe poverty.

I have all luxuries in my life. I’ve good clothes, good pairs of shoe, the most advanced technology in my hands, a good home, a car, a motor bike. Anything and everything which helps to live my life exorbitantly. But trust me when I say this, I’m not the happiest man. I’m not able to enjoy the happiest moments, or moments which my friends call the happiest. I believe the case is not different for you.

Am I selfish? I really don’t know. Because when I’m sitting in front of my computer, the world at my finger tip, I’m not bothered about these kind of things – not a bit. What will happen if such a guy becomes a millionaire?

I heard a story, a story of a man; who is the CEO of one of the biggest company in the Middle East. One of the 120 richest men on earth. After giving all his property and money as charity he declared “Now I’m the poorest man on earth, But I’m the happiest.”

Now, at the present moment I want to be.. I’m going to be… I’m on my way to being a millionaire; not in terms of Dollars or Euros, but in terms of happiness and satisfaction. Yes, I’ve decided to become a millionaire, a millionaire with a vision for supporting the society for its own development and peace without expecting anything back.

And here is the answer for you Bill Gates, being a rich man doesn’t imply you are useful, which is more important.

I wrote this blog not to boast, but to invite . Lets put our hands and heads together for a powerful future.

I’m going to be a millionaire 🙂

— Jalib Akther

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