Saturday, March 17, 2007

Pappu Pass Ho Gaya!

Black Board in class 4 A reads

: Write an essay on "My ambition In life"

With a pen in my hand and another hand scratching my head, I think about what this word can possibly mean.. Hmmm.. ambition I thought was something that you want to do, some vocation that you want to take up that would give you immense pleasure.

I wrote "I want to be a bus conductor. He is the most powerful person because when he taps on the door, the bus stops, when he whistles, girls dont feel bad and boys obey." Blame it on the innocence of that age.

Class 5 A
Black Board reads same as above. (The education system lacks innovation)

I wrote " I want to be a washerman (dhobi, well I was never gender specific). I like riding on cycles and he is one guy I always see with one. Even milkmen carry milk on their cycles but then who will get up so early in the morning?"

Class 6 A
Essays stopped. I continued writing though. I wanted to be an athelete. Win the olympics, bring back gold medals for my country. I ran and ran for years...But then had to stop. Reluctantly I did stop, the feet did, that is. The pen did not.

Classes came and went. What I wanted to become, what I wanted to achieve, changed almost every year. I was so lost that I dint know where I was going! ( thats what lost means, actually!)
Then I wanted to join the army, there are things that always remain a distant dream.. I guess I dont have it in me!

All through ''MeinKampf" my pen stood the test of time...I know way to textbookie this line, nevertheless, I shall use it.
I wanted this, I wanted that. Ambition then became as small as just being able to cross the road, tell a friend Iam sorry, tell someone that I love them, remember the names of newly elected ministers, newly etched out states in my country's map, finish an assignment, bring out lab journal before deadline, find time to miss people and tell them that I miss them.

Ambition meant fighting with my brother for the remote, winning it without getting hurt!
It meant writing a headline for a story which made no sense
Writing a story, rewriting the same story
attempting exams
And much more....

It was always about reaching and reaching out
It was always about getting there
It was always about beginning something

It was always about screwing up an interview by saying " I have a father, a mother and a brother!" (like the rest of the population has multiple parents!)

It was always about getting away with it...
Abhi to bus trailer nikali hai, picture to ab bhi baaki hai...
filhaal...
Pappu Pass Ho Gaya!

11 comments:

Cosmos said...

Mujhe pata tha ki pappu pass ho jayega.
Anyway I will wait for this film.

Nice one ( Conductor and Dhobi ).

Goli said...

The bus conductor thing was damn funny... :D

pRicky said...

i would have wanted to be traffic police... crowd halting ;-)
so how many times did u get the remote then?
i always got the bean bag though ;-)
abbe you did unaided sky diving that is proof enough that you had it in u to be in army. but u just couldnt wait and jumped off ur balcony ;-)
And pappu u r not...
if u r then let the choclates flow...;-)

Tsu said...

very very nice post!!! i enjoyed reading this. seems like ure writing ure life history in child's language. appealing! true we always reach out for the best.
I wanted to help people- become doctor, psychologist and now helping corporations make money,PR!!
the add ons!:)

nothin.. within said...

well ! i thought i will not sing the song...... but after reading this post,now i cant control my self ..PAPPU PASS HO GAYA, PAPPU PASS HO GAYA now, shot over !whr is my dairy milk mam...

Me Thinks.. said...

@ Cosmos ;) umeed karti hu ki film house full hogi!

@ Goli I wish I could become one ;)

@ pRicky bean bag was given to you cos you are atithi devo bhava..;)
Chocolates are in the offing, pappu ka ADD to london mein hai na! kaise doon?

@ Tsu ah! ms PR, you got it right, kutty papa language only you could have noticed!

@ NW dairy milk aapke tummy mein ja chuka hai! ;)

Preethsss said...

its nostalgic for me... i am so sure no one could have as many different things to want-to-be as i wanted to be..... from a cricketer-to-conductor-to-engineer to every other damn thing
i just knew one thing i dint want to do thou... not to become a doctor !!! :)

Reema Banerjee said...

And I thought I was weird...i wanted to become a bike mechanic

Prude said...

Ambition becomes going for everything that matters to you from the small mundane everyday desires to the goals in life!
Giving everything your best shot...nice thought.
Kudos!

Vicky's world said...

Good yar,
You writes really very well, i has a flow in it once i started i was bound to finish it.

aur rahi baat pappu ke paas hone ki toh expecting a treat for that.

saans said...

while it comes to mbitions--all are on crossroads--just to chase the next. As u move along sometimes it's sky high and at times it is restricted to next immediate comfort. So what u desire is all about ur choice of life derived from ur experience and upbringing of life.

Definitely Pappu paass Ho Gaya!-- but Pappu will be waiting 2 chase the next target...........
So keep on going.......learning everystep!