Worthiness of one..

I believe, strength and maturity are virtues obtained through experiences of life rather than age. Contrast in your perspective with someone else always gives a lot to analyze about yourself. I met this wonderful girl who lived and brought up in an orthodox family but north-eastern liberal culture. North-eastern culture is no different than western culture. They live for themselves. Their philosophy had always been enjoying their lives as much as they can. On the other hand, Indian orthodoxy believes in living for wishes of either your next generation or previous generation. People make sacrifices of their own lives for the happiness of their parents and children. I can imagine, how bigger perspective a person can obtain living in these two opposite worlds. This perspective would surely give a person a temptation to discard Indian orthodoxy and live life at own free will. But, on the contrary, I found Indian values so ingrained in her that most people don't have. She was ready to make any sorts of compromises for happiness of her parents.

She came from a hard-core business family who had their traditional business for more than 100 years. Usually, such families don't carry passion for craftsmanship. They give precedence to wealth and luxurious life. They don't even seem to understand meaning of the word "passion". For them, life is all about earning well, have society reputation and have all pleasures of life. Whereas, craftsmanship is about doing one thing over and over again till it gives perfection as output and passion is the enthusiasm to be persistent on this journey till it ends. It was surprising to see her coming from such a background, entering into professional world, valuing her profession so much and carrying it so passionately.

She lives among friends where, everyday, she witnesses her friends going in and coming out of relationships. Vulnerability is the persistent phenomena that most of her friends endure. Loss of self-respect, fall for persuasion, all comes in line being happening and romantic. In this aspect, she has seen everything - loyalty, cheapness, desperation, obsession, sacrifice. Yet, she remains so untouched and so resistant to everything. If, I ever encountered anything contrast to my beliefs, I always found myself carried away in that direction. It had been miraculous to see her rejecting all opposite influences and still holding her grounds so strongly. I have found this strength quite rare.

My world was always uniform. My father is an intellectual person. Value of education and emphasis on work was always there in my family. I always saw my father putting long working hours, not for money, but because of being workaholic and for a little bit of fame. It won't be wrong to say that my whole family was careen orientated. I had no other options except the choices I made. I had to end up in a profession which gives me more satisfaction in its dwelling creativity and appreciation rather than money.

In retrospect, when I think of all the things, I count as my achievements, I did for only one reason, that all those things were tough.  My degree, my career or my mobile applications all are in line to this thought only. Somehow, my perception to differentiate substance from shallowness is based only on this one factor, whether it is in my passions or character. I am appreciated many times in my work but that appreciation never en-thrilled me. Because that appreciation always came out of need rather than gratitude. But praise of many has failed before the stand taken for me by one such girl. It makes all the difference for me from rest of the world.