My journey in realizing the value of the Aditya Birla Group is not a conventional one.
Neither it was scripted beforehand, nor it was thought before.
It all started when I stepped into the journey of 'being an MBA'.
Being a Delhi-ite, I joined one of the premier institutes of CAT preparation in Delhi.
it so happened that my coaching center happened in the HUB of all Institutes, a place called
'Karol Bagh'.
What was coming for me was a 1-hour metro journey from my home to the institute, every weekend.
the journey might have been an ordinary one, had I not encountered
'Sandeep', a beggar who still begs at the exit of Karol Bagh Metro station.
Now, Sandeep was special, not in a way you would think but, in a way that he was not only a beggar but also a serious patient of 'Lipoma'.
a disease that covered his body with Serious Lumps.
For my first few visits to the metro station, I paid no heed to his begging but thanks to extra classes, my visit to that metro station increased initially.
Every time I use to go there, I could see him, his body, full of Lumps, pain could be easily seen on his face.
one day I noticed that he was not begging for money or food.
He was actually begging for a piece of cloth that could cover his body without irritation.
A lot of people had offered to help him by donating different clothes but it was of no use to him.
Now, it was my turn, I went back to my home one day, picked the best possible bed sheet to cover his body and gave him the next day.
But alas!
Even the finest bed sheet of my home couldn't solve his problem.
Adamant on helping him, and frustrated on seeing him weeping for body cover at the same time,
I went back home on the same day and took out A SHIRT that I had.
it looked like an ordinary shirt to me in the first instance, but little did I know that this would help him in stopping his tears
The SHIRT worked on his body,
he was able to wear it, without feeling any sort of difficulty.
Surprised on this, I checked out what special in that shirt was.
A little research,
And that's where I realized how Aditya Birla Group proved big in my life.
It was a GRASIM shirt that my father had stitched two years back for a formal occasion.
The shirt might have been an ordinary one for anyone else, but for Sandeep, it was everything he was waiting for a long-long time.
ABG is never just another company for me after that.
It's an emotion that I could see in someone else's eyes.
A Happiness, which couldn't be measured in monetary terms.
‘Challenges'!
a ten letter word which every human, one way or the other faces in his or her life.
Some get defeated by it, while some defeat them and come victorious.
after 4 years of facing this 10 letter word, sitting here at XIMB, I am happy to consider myself from the latter category.
Life has never been so easy for me,
I was never born with a silver spoon.
I was never spoon-fed for anything.
Challenges were always there, be it in any form.
It's just that I started realizing them when I passed my 12th standard.
My father is an auto driver in a city called Delhi-where you have to fight hard to earn every single penny.
So, financing my education (thanks to my 12th scores, I got into Delhi University) was an uphill task that an 18-year-old had on his hands at that time.
There was nothing I could do except that I could teach someone.
So that is where I started my war with managing ever-increasing expenses during my college life.
I used to work 4 hours a day after my college gets over.
So, my day used to start at 8 in the morning and would end at 9 in the evening.
During exam times for CBSE students, the day used to get more packed up which usually extended till midnight.
My passion in life, at that time, was not of getting fame or follow my interest, my passion was to get my parents out of financial dependency, to pay my younger sister's tuition fees and to not let my father borrow money from outside sources.
and that's how I did it.
I became a professional tutor, not by choice or interest but by passion.
Initially, it was difficult, I had doubts about myself whether I would be able to do it or not. But having seen my father working so hard for so many years, I never stopped backing myself and eventually sailed through the stormy winds.
and even when I am writing this article, I could feel proud of the fact that I have earned enough that my parents wouldn't have to worry about my expenses anymore and not be financially dependent.
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