Life is not just a simple road but it has many ups and downs and that’s the beauty. My life is no different; I too had many hurdles to cross and I am still fighting my way out. Everything started 20 years back when my parents came to know that I had a Hemiplegia and it would be a miracle if I ever lived a normal life. But my mother was determined to turn this miracle into reality. She left no stone unturned, from visiting every big hospital in India to making me do physiotherapy for 10 hours a day for 12 years.
Even after the loss of my dad and sister, she didn’t give up and brought me to a state where I was good enough to take care of myself. I promised myself that I won’t let my mother’s hard work and all the sacrifices go in vain. I made myself capable enough to compete with anyone and in any field. Ignoring all the difficulties in day to day life, all the bullies, proving people who underestimated me has given me sleepless nights. But I knew that the road I had taken wasn’t full of roses and respected that fact. I entered engineering, balancing studies and therapy and now I have made it to IIFT Delhi which is one of the top B-Schools in India.
The journey has just begun and I intend to keep fighting with my demons until I conquer them all. Everything that life has thrown at me be it the good, the bad and the ugly, I have learned to keep my chin up and embrace everything with a smile.
How The Aditya Birla Group Has Impacted My Life
My dad was a civil contractor who had finished big projects like Cable Car of Chandi Devi (Haridwar), Videocon factory at Bharuch, etc. And by the end of 2004, it was the time to fulfill a dream which every middle-class family has- ‘Home Sweet Home’. It is usually a once in a lifetime opportunity to supervise the process of building your dream. My parents were no different, they too were very particular about every minute detail, they wanted it to be perfect and wanted to oversee everything which was going to be a part of it.
We were residing in a small town called Korba in Chattisgarh and it had a bungalow system at that time so it was meant to take a long time but luckily for me, this process has played a very huge role in my life, which is priceless. I got to skip my therapy and finally got to spend some time with my dad who was always busy with his projects.
Being a special child love and care from your closed is all that matters. I still remember I used to play with the bag of Ultra Tech Cement. I was very much familiar with cement because of my dad’s work. There were times where my dad and I used to help labourers, me picking bricks with a lot of effort but failing miserably, eating together, trying to put cement on top of brick but ending up messing up my clothes instead. Construction of the house was completed in six months but it was the memories that we father-son duo created which made it more special.
Today when I remember my childhood and my dad these are the memories which bring a smile on my face as those are probably the only memories I remember with my dad in that house.
I wish I could live that moment again with all the innocence in the lap of my dad reliving this memory of building a ‘Home Sweet Home’.
