An email pops up in the morning itself,” Heartiest congratulations to all those 34 students, and their parents ,who got selected in XYZ company”, thanks for ruining my day sir. I feel like i’m pissing into the wind. I feel pointless like a small fish in the large ocean, like traffic signs on Delhi roads, like the script of Tess Mar khan.
Its nothing new, we’ve all been introduced into this rat race from our school itself ,from the very beginning – our primary classes. I still remember how my parents told me “jo bache class me first aate hain vahi sabse ache bache hote hain“. Its translation is the kids who stand first in class are the best kids. Indian parents compare their children’s academic results with all those who score more marks than their children. Its a matter of pride if their child is standing first in class. Even, the child is asked to be friends with only those who have got good grades.
The same happens at college level and even at the jobs. We all are constantly preoccupied in this rat race. We always strive hard to be better than our peers. A very famous dialogue from a detergent advertisement “teri sari meri sari se safaed kaise?“, how is your sari whiter than mine? There are comparisons everywhere. Rightly depicted in 3 idiots 95% marks are way less than 93% (in context of Indian parents).
Where are we going? Does this race provides satisfaction to our soul. Are we going on a right path? I agree that the competitive spirit is good, but to what extent, this is my question.