u/Rohit_Strokes

Ittne saal job krne ke baad ehsaas hua hain ke jo lower position par kaam krtey unnke saath acche se behave nahi kiya jata hain manager HR CEO ya koi badi position par kaam karne wala lower position wale ko ese treat krta hain jaise usski koi self respect hi na ho emotions na ho bade position wale log sochte hain yeh toh 15 20 30 hazar ki job krta hain kya aukat hain isski kuch bhi bol do gussa kar lo par insaan chup rehta hain kyunki usski self respect se jada usski responsibility ka bojh hota hain usskay kandho par ghar ki zimedaariyon ka bojh issiliye chup rehta hain aur sehta hain apne upaar kiye gye bure behave ko abuse ko aur head office mein log baith kar coffee ke cold drink pizza burger ke maze lete hain aur jo lower worker hotey unnhe proper lunch ka time bhi nahi milta jittna daboge uttna dabayenge log tumhe kabhi job ki dhamki dekar kabhi position ka dar dikha kar aur jiss din tumne jawab diya toh woh tumhe batameez unprofessional keh kar politics kar ke nikal denge par waqt sab dekhta hain iss duniya mein humme accept karna hoga ke log apne fayde ke liye bura krtey hain infact bhut bura karte hain Humara work culture esa ho gya hain ke koi death kar jaye toh leave lene mein bhi dar lagta hain ke kahin job na chali jaaye.

Mall ki roshni mein sab kuch perfect lagta hai—

Zara, H&M, Calvin Klein ke kapde, bade cafes,

haath pakde hue couples, ice cream, shopping…

aur ek main hoon—Saket DLF mall mein, 9 ghante khada, 20k mein sapne sambhalte hue।

Wahan log apni pasand se kharidte hain,

aur yahan main roz dekh kar bhi kuch apna nahi kharid pata।

Unke liye yeh sab normal hai,

par mere liye ghar ka rashan, EMI, bijli bill

aur maa-baap ki dawaiyaan zyada zaroori hain।

Kabhi-kabhi lagta hai yeh malls issi liye bane hain,

taaki hum jaise logon ko yaad rahe

ki hum kis zindagi se aate hain…

aur kya afford nahi kar sakte।

Par phir samajh aata hai—

yeh sab ek maya hai।

Na mehngi cheezein insaan ki keemat batati hain,

na haath pakad kar chalne wale log sach mein khush hote hain।

Main bhi andar se kabhi-kabhi toot jaata hoon,

par phir khud ko yaad dilata hoon—

mere paas haath pair hain, saans hai, umeed hai।

Aur bas isi umeed par jee raha hoon—

ek din sab theek hoga…