The Country I Owned

“Hurry Up!” Anaya said to her brother Kabir. “Dad is not feeling well. We have to move fast to hospital.” Kabir took his father to the hospital. Booked an appointment for General Physician. The fee was 500 rupees. Long queue was there, as always, they have to wait. Anaya was getting nervous by seeing papa is suffering very and when their appointment will come. Kabir was managing the money with a consciousness of what had happened to his dear father, who had not even said any bad thing to anyone ever.

Kabir was also checking the balance he has. Time passed by around 1 hour. Anaya was worried, Kabir was worried, that when they will get chance to meet the doctor.

Then a new patient came and got directly into the chamber of the doctor. Kabir objected as they had already paid and staff was giving chance to a patient which is coming immediately. But what can the staff do as it was a family member of a recognized person.

No worry! Because an Indian has immense potential to tolerate things. A pool of 20 people and many more coming was just waiting for his chance. But Kabir and his sister felt intolerant.

Kabir pledged that one day I will become a recognised person so that no one can do what happened recently here?

Then receptionist announced name of his father and they got the ‘golden’ chance after paying rupees 500 to meet the doctor. The achievement was not less than being selected for KBC (Kaun Banega Crorepati) 

Jokes apart!

The doctor mentioned a list of tests, they did the same and a simple fever was diagnosed but the cost of reaching this was 10,000. Kabir thought how expensive it is to diagnose a fever 10,500 + 500 + medicine expenditure.

But he did everything as this was related to his Dad. Dad had spent everything on his child and family. God Dad.

Kabir then came to home started thinking –

Was that wrong to use sources to get the golden chance to meet the doctor whenever he/she wants?

He went deep into the thought and realized that Nothing was wrong with that.

Why?

Because we all, nowadays, has built a private country of ourselves that starts from our home, 100 square feet, 200 square feet or even more area makes the foundation of our empire then we manage all the things in it Like

Best water supply by drilling a submersible (for emergency water use), a municipal connection then an RO purifier. Done.

Best electric supply uninterrupted by buying a home in posh area or managing a combo of Inverter + Generator + Candle if not so.

Bringing fresh vegetables by searching more than one shops in a fixed allotted monthly budget.

In transportation facility, a car, a bike, a scooter, a cycle. Car for long-distance travel, bike for short-distance travel as we regularly face jam, cycle for streets.

For document work we have a list of sources for getting work done when we want.

Actually, we are now habitual of the habit of being secured from every side whether has some work in bank, then get it done when we want or having the uninterrupted power supply, best quality water supply and many best.

But is it wrong? Why we are doing this? Who is responsible we or someone else?

The answer is someone else.

What we are building as our country is the responsibility of government.

The government should prepare to ensure that everyone has Medical, Educational, employment assurance. But who cares the government is restricted to the works that is necessary to being in a democratic country?

And we cannot only blame the government, but the fault is in administration also, not doing their job properly, actually, the fault is not in administration only, the fault is of lack of good politics, but the real fault is in us, we common man, we have forgotten that we are the basic block of every process in a democracy.

We have immense power of change, we can do NOTA if don’t like any political party, we can agitate non-violently if the administration is not working well, but we do not. Because we feel insecure of one another.

The time has come to be united against all odds. Make the change that we want.

Suddenly, Anaya shouted Kabir’s name and Kabir said – “Coming”, and life again resumed where he had left before getting deep into the thought. But the reality is reality that we have to live!

HaHaHa………