Sachin Sarkaniya - The True Wealth

November 2009, it was yet another mundane day of our school life. No teacher was going to look after us (merit of being at a government-sponsored school); some of my friends were scrawling lewd pictures in the school diary, while others were indulged in household chit-chats. Since I used to be a coward, timid teenager back then, I was among them and took a deep interest when it came to revealing what our fathers actually used to do in order to earn modest bread and better for our respective families.

Superiority complex played a vital role here and each of us bragged about how hardworking and passionate our godly fathers were; My father leaves home as early as 6 in the morning and arrives at home after the entire DID episode has been aired,'' One of our classmates told us.

While he was narrating his fathers glorious life, we could notice his expressions as if he were the son of a soldier, whose father would prove his mettle at fatal borders. All my naive fellows (including me) got flabbergasted by his fathers heroic and enduring lifestyle.

All of us had the same story; the same old father, who worked round the clock, often skipped family functions, major festivals( for the sake of extra cash as a bonus), but remained broke most of his life. But among us, there was someone who shocked us by his personal experience. Abhijeet, who is still one of my best friends, penned about his father in this way: My father is an uncouth man, he doesnt work and reclines most of the time on the sofa, watching retro movies.

So howdo youmanage household expenses? Does your mom have a job? I asked him curiously. No, not at all. We have rented three rooms in our house that are our primary source of survival. This is why my father never worked a day in his life, he knows that even if he doesnt earn a single penny, We will be surviving, Abhijeet said with a lower tone.

At that point in time, I could not get the hang of his fathers strange way of nurturing his kids. For me, He seemed to be a selfish, somewhat shirker who loved his bed tea more than his own kids. Everyone is supposed to get a job or business. Work there, earn some money and fulfill your fatherhood, I mumbled slowly lest Abhijeet may get hurt.

But the reality was far different than what I actually had estimated. The real truth would cross my path just after 10 years. In 2019, the acrimonious yet universally accepted and abided by truth came into limelight when I bumped into the concept of financial freedom. I still vividly remember the day I laid my hands on a book, which not only changed my life but brought my ever-lasting expedition of seeking for a mentor to its end.

And what that truth is? Ok, lets play a game here, I am going to hint you and you have to guess what it really is..

Whether you are a Muslim or Mexican, English or Indian, Chances are if your age is above 25, it is 11o clock now in the morning and you are sitting in front of a stupid machine as if you were yourself a programmed robot. The best part is, your soul always opposes the way you are squandering your youth, time and energy. Sometimes, it also feels caged and captivated in infinite incarceration that would probably be followed religiously for the next 35-40 years. However, No one is interested in heeding this uncanny way of living life.

Everyone is adhering to the same verdict; get up even if you dont want, wrestle with obnoxious city traffic and weather, spend more than 9 hours with people you mostly hate on this earth and then get back home tired, sad and hopeless, akin to a batsman dismissed on a duck. I call it catastrophic circle or CC which is a never-ending loop where 98% of adults, who consider them smart, handsome and intelligent, struggle for their entire life. To have a clearer picture of what I want to explain, check out the below picture and observe it diligently: