SPF: Food for Thought

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Food for thought

 Words 201

“Son, write an application…”

“For what?”

“There is an opening for a typist…”

“I don’t want to be a typist!”

“Son, it’s a Government post.”

“I don’t care. I want to…”

“You don’t understand! A Government job is permanent. It also means full benefits, medical insurance…”

“But there is no scope of growth.”

“That’s not true! Look at me. I joined as a peon and now I am head clerk.”

“What about job satisfaction? I will die of boredom.”

“Forget that! If you get this job, you will never have to worry about putting food on the table.”

“But I want more! I want to make a difference. I want a car, a house and a bank balance.”

“Aren’t you being overambitious?”

“No Father. With my own startup…”

“Startup! That’s a very risky proposition. What if it fails?”

“Father, didn’t you take a risk when you left the village? You had no money, skills or qualifications. You didn’t even know Hindi or English. Did Grandfather stop you from taking the risk?”

“I had no choice! We had no food to eat. It was a matter of life and death.”

“And for me, this job would be a living death.”

***

Written for the Sunday Photo Fiction – a story in 200 words or less based on the photo prompt given above. For more stories on this prompt click here

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20 thoughts on “SPF: Food for Thought”

  1. I’m trying to convince my son that he needs job security first, then he can change it to flights of fancy. He wants to be a race driver. I know his chances are slim which is why I want him to have a stable career first. Oh, and learn to drive lol.

    This story reminded me of that and the conversations we have had about it.

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    1. Learn to drive! 😀 Race driver is exciting and scary. It is a tough choice isnt it? The main problem i feel is one can never be sure how serious and committed the youngsters are – if only there was a machine to gauge the depth of their passion 😀 Thank you for sharing. 🙂

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      1. I know he has been into cars ever since he could talk, and even loved it when I took him go-carting. He plays games on his XBOX, but with his Asperger’s I wonder if he understands the difference between the game and real life. Although I haven’t denied him, I have been stalling him until I can see he understands the reality of it. I may even see if I can get him a job at the local race track 🙂

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      2. Even my son’s first word was Car! He too was crazy about cars and we could get to him to do just about anything by promising a hotwheel car as a bribe 🙂 My nephew could recognize car models from miles away when is hardly 3 yrs old – I was sure he could read 😀 I am sure your son would enjoy a stint on the race track – it does sound exciting 🙂

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  2. Your last line is very powerful. A “living death” it doesn’t sound like a good job if it makes you feel like that. I guess today we want more than a job, we want a career. Something we’re passionate about, where our income is up to us. Great write S.

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  3. Parents want security for their children. It’s hard for them to see the child take chances. I quite a job with the City to go to college and my dad was upset. My mother encouraged me. Sometimes you have to do what you think is right for you. Good writing. 🙂 — Suzanne

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  4. You last line is a BOMB, loved reading it, if you cant risk it then u cant have it ever, so please give it a chance atleast, never let go anything if you believe it can be.. lovely story….

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