Today I made a comment about a friend’s friend on my way back from office..and got to know from that friend that I don’t know the meaning of the word “Unlucky”… This made me think for a while….. What I was thinking? I was thinking the story of a LUCKY boy… Want to know the story? Well..here it goes.. I know its kinda crap..but still… read on if you wish to..
The biography of a LUCKY boy…
Once upon a time..there lived a boy , quite an idiot he was..always believing whatever he was told..the person he loved the most was his grandpa… one fine morning when this boy woke up, he saw his mother in tears, and papa looking worried… and he asked them what was wrong..they said grandpa was ill.. he had some disease called cancer and would need to go to the hospital… the boy’s father was a govt employee…. And I guess u know how much money a govt employee makes if he does not take bribes, does not have a family business , does not own property… anyways.. this boy had rich relatives…all his uncles and aunts were rich.. and I mean bloody , filthy rich….. they told the boy’s father that get father treated and we’ll support you with money and everything, after all this old man was their father too…
So, this boy’s father spent everything he had to get his father treated..but ultimately this disease proved too much for the old man…he used to beg for death… one fine morning this old man died…the boy woke up…… came downstairs and saw the man he loved the most in his deathbed…..
by this time the boy’s father had spent everything..every single penny he had… and his own brother and sisters, the boy’s uncle and aunts did not help him out with a single penny…
The boy loved to paint..loved to read..all day long he used to read books….that’s where his interest grew in art and paintings and cartoons and photography..he wanted to grow up as a cartoonist or a photographer…this boy was good in his studies too….usually he stood 1st in every exam…well that was true until 12th std… anyways… when the boy was in class 5, merely a boy of 10-11 he found his mom crying in the morning… he asked his mom what happened and she said your father is not keeping well.. we need to get him to a hospital… so they took him to a relative’s place, who was a doc for the record…they ran some tests..and the report came…tested positive for cancer..this was the boy’s 2nd face off with the same disease who took the man he loved the most..now it was back to get the man whom he loved the most now, his father……after a few days, his father was operated…by this time the family had run into debts… from bank only this time…because his father by this time knew how his own brothers and sisters are… and dint ask for help…..he was cured after 3 months in the hospital..but docs said he would need to go through regular check ups..and he would probably suffer again in the next 5-6 years…and what the boy learnt? He learnt that his parents cant afford to let him follow his dreams… no matter how hard they try… they just cant..and he just cant pursue what he had always dreamt of..… so he decided he had to make money..and quick..and a hell lot of it…
Come the year 2007…the boy has grown up now……he had taken admission in an engineering college..
Remember? I just told you that he needed to make money? The boy thought this would be the better to be an engineer and earn some quick bucks…this year was a bit different..the boy had to sit for campus placements…but just as all the interviews were about to start..his father fell sick again..docs confirmed it was cancer again……his cousins, aunts, uncles promised again to provide all the help they can provide..but the boy from his earlier experience knew something was not right… before the operation doc said his father needed 5 bottles of blood, A(-)ve group, for his father… otherwise they cant operate… his uncle and aunts said they would arrange for that as the boy had to attend campus placements, he should give that top priority.. he was skeptic..so he made his own arrangements to get those 5 bottles of blood…of course he had to run from pillar to post..had to spend sleepless nights..etc etc… still he was ready.. on the day of his father’s operation he was attending a placement..he called his mom and found out that his aunts and uncles have bluffed again and there were only those blood donors who the boy had arranged for… still the boy knew he had to keep on fighting..
The next day also he had a placement …By this time the doctors were not even sure if they were successful or not as his father was still unconscious…Yet he put on a brave face and cleared the rounds , interviews..he got the job…..
What this boy does now? Well..he still works for this company and trying to save money to get an MBA degree.. Why he needs an MBA degree? To earn more money ofcourse!! After all its only money that matters to him now… The only dream of his life is to see his parents in a house of their own…or may be get a car too 
And that is his one and only wish.. a final wish you might say…this guy does not need anything else in life..no wishes…nothing else.. Once he is able to fulfil his dreams, he does not know what purpose he’ll have… But one thing he knows , if he is able to achieve this goal, dream of his, he’ll be at peace with this world.. And peace is the only thing he wants..badly wants…
Now tell me my friends..Isn’t this guy the luckiest one in this world?
Ya ya..i know that’s a crap story..