My Story · 2008
Wo train, wo kitaab, wo ek line
Kuch ghante pehle humne apni factory ka sale deal poora kiya tha. Wo sirf ek business asset nahi thi. Use mere pita aur chacha ne banaya tha - unka vision, unki mehnat, parivaar ke liye dekha hua sapna.
Main akela train mein baitha tha. Train aage badh rahi thi, lekin mere andar sab kuch ruk gaya tha. Main chupchaap roya - waisi rulai, jo tab aati hai jab ek aadmi apna dard kisi ko samjha nahi pata.
Andar main bikhar chuka tha.
Aur phir ek station par train ruki. Ek chhote-se bookstall par meri nazar ek kitaab par padi -
Failure is Never Final."
Us ek line ne meri problems solve nahi ki. Financial pressure gayab nahi hua. Factory wapas nahi aayi. Par us din mere andar ek beej boya gaya - jo kehta tha: "Ek din, ye dard kisi ke kaam aayega."
Main yeh kaam theory se nahi kar raha. Main is pressure ko jee chuka hoon.
