Its the 19th day of my life filled with peace and calmness
that I’d never known earlier...following my recent termination from job, its
something that I’ve never experienced before. There's this strange calmness
within me , now I have enough time for myself to think and decide where my life
has been going and from this time where I’d like it to go...though I don’t have
control over destiny and am not denying divine intervention. But at least I
have time to dream and plan out my career.


Seeing me in a jolly mood many of my friends could not understand what had been
going on...some suspected that I’ve been mocking around about my termination
news...while the others delivered there so called "we care for you"
types of speeches. That made me re-think weather am acting the way one is
supposed to act when terminated....magar nai I soon realised my last manager
was not worth working with.


There has been so much said and done, about discrimination at work, around the
world. But, frankly, to me it seems more has been said then done. In the 21^st
century an Indian is has been sacked from one of the world’s biggest bank by this manager of Saudi nationality who didn’t liked other junior Saudis reporting
to me , an Indian. Right now am facing the most challenging time of life so
far....there’s this part of me which wants to me fight against the un-fair
termination I want to fight for my right under a basic humanitarian law of
quality for...my salary that has been held...my bonus that has been held...my
other benefits that has been held...all that because I was a "dominating India"
and not a "submissive Indian” like most of the Indians and other south-Asian
nationalities working in Saudi, which my managers expected me to be.

And then there are these so called "well-wishers" that
keep telling me to forget the rights and look for another job we are in gulf
just for the sake of money....of course we are here to make some quick buck but
not at the cost of loosing self-respect...loosing our rights....loosing our identity
of being an Indian.

When its
time for a decision the best thing to do is to do the right thing…the next best
thing to do is to do the wrong thing and the worst thing to do it NOTHING.

This is my
message to all Indian’s living in gulf or elsewhere , don’t give up on your
right don’t compromise your identity in greed of few bucks. Raise up and fight
for it!!!

     Ok folks here I am the metrosexual 28 yo
from nowhere ...don’t really have any defined interests or hobbies  a
highly mood driven individual who hates everything in this world and at times
love almost everything....



     So why am i blogging? I always had this desire
to  jot down everything happening in and around my life since this
blogging craze started a few years back... but was never able to afford the
time and attention i ,assumed, it would take.



    Now that my life has been shaken and turned upside
down...lost everything that i had , a  caring dad, a loving angle and a
hefty pay package, with everything lost and now almost empty handed i feel sick
and lonely. i hate myself for doing what i did and not doing what i didn’t do. am angry with my self..



    Listening to Neil Sedaka
this evening made me so emotional reminding of all those silly promises that
one makes when in love ...only to be broken...why is that always when 2 ppl
make a promise one hooks around and the other one leaves? as if caring for
nothing ? why is love so mean? but wait this question has been asked by so many
stupid ppl like me so many times in history why again? no one ever got the
answer would not it be better if we never get into any pre-nuptial affair? a
stupid once wrote "its better to be loved and lost then to have never been
loved at all"  now that i've lost the love that i never knew existed
it hurts more....had i never been into this i;d never feel what’s it like to be
in this situation ...would not that be great?



    Why am i seeking answers to all these questions ? how is it
going to make any difference to me anymore when the damage has been done and
there is nothing that can be changed?