Was It All Worth It...A One Bed Flat... A better side of an Indian profess

October 31, 2007

Dear Sir, First of all let me confess that I am so touched by your email. I am not as old as you are but I am going through similar experiences. My father is no more, but he was a great, noble and kind person. I was 26 yrs old and living in Australia when my father passed away in India. I couldn't go to his funeral and my sisters cremated him. I couldn't go partly beacuse of visa issues and partly because of finances. Even to this day I constantly ask my father for his forgiveness. I am 35 now and live in Canada with my wife and daughter. My mother lives in India, a kind soul she is, despite her problems she doesn't want to come and live with us. We visit her frquently and sometimes I send my wife and child during summer holidays to be with her. I call her every week without fail, and whenever I call there is some pain in me that I am unable to express in words... I do not

know if what I am doing is worth it, my parents with their modest income where able to buy a piece of land in a posh area which today is worth a lot of money. I have no clue how my parents managed to have all 5 of my sisters to get married. My father was taking home a salary of 4200 Rs and my mother around 3000 Rs, in that money they could feed us 3 meals, buy land, build a house, marry all my sisters, send me to overseas by mortgaging their property...............My parents are angels, I think if I continue worshipping them along with Sainath, I can wash all my sins away. Thank you Sir, Ramaasawari dilip wadhavkar <ashuangel wrote: As the dream of most parents I had acquired a degree in Software Engineer and joined a company based in USA , the land of braves and Opportunity. When I arrived in the USA ; it was as if a dream had come true. Here at last I was in the place where I want to be. I decided I would be Staying in this country for about Five years in which time I would have Earned enough money! To settle down in India . My father was a government employee and after his retirement, the only Asset he could acquire was a decent one bedroom flat. I wanted to do some Thing more than him. I started feeling homesick and lonely as the time Passed. I used to call home and speak to my parents every week using Cheap international phone cards. Two years passed, two years of Burgers at McDonald's

and pizzas and discos and 2 years watching the foreign Exchange rate getting happy whenever the Rupee value went down. Finally I decided to get married. Told my parents that I have only 10 Days of holidays and everything must be done within these 10 days. I got my Ticket booked in the cheapest flight. Was jubilant and was actually Enjoying hopping for gifts for all my friends back home. If I miss anyone Then there will be talks. After reaching home I spent home one week going Through all the photographs of girls and as the time was getting shorter I was forced to select one candidate.In-laws told me, to my surprise, that I would have to get married in 2-3 Days, as I will not get anymore holidays. After the marriage, it was time To return to USA , after giving some money to my parents and telling the Neighbors to look after them, we returned to USA . My wife enjoyed this country for about two months and then she started

Feeling lonely. The frequency of calling India increased to twice in a Week sometimes 3 times a week. Our savings started diminishing. After two more Years we started to have kids. Two lovely kids, a boy and a girl, were Gifted to us by the almighty. Every time I spoke to my parents, they Asked me to come to India so that they can see their grand-children. Every year I decide to go to India . But part work part monetary Conditions prevented it. Years went by and visiting India was a distant dream. Then Suddenly one day I got a message that my parents were seriously sick. I Tried but I couldn't get any holidays and thus could not go to India . The Next message I got was my parents had passed away and as there was no one To do the last rights the society members had done whatever they could. I Was depressed. My parents had passed away without seeing their grand children. After couple more years passed away, much to my

children's dislike and my Wife's joy we returned to India to settle down. I started to look for a Suitable property, but to my dismay my savings were short and the Property prices had gone up during all these years. I had to return to the USA . My wife refused to come back with me and my children refused to stay in India. My 2 children and I returned to USA after promising my wife I Would be back for good after two years. Time passed by, my daughter decided to get married to an American and my Son was happy living in USA . I decided that had enough and wound-up every Thing and returned to India . I had just enough money to buy a decent 02 Bedroom flat in a well-developed locality. Now I am 60 years old and the Only time I go out of the flat is for the routine visit to the nearby Temple . My faithful wife has also left me and gone to the holy abode. Sometimes I wondered was it worth all this? My father, even after staying

In India , had a house to his name and I too have the same nothing More.I lost my parents and children for just ONE EXTRA BEDROOM. Looking out from the window I see a lot of children dancing. This damned Cable TV has spoiled our new generation and these children are losing their values and culture because of it.I get occasional cards from my children Asking I am alright. Well at least they remember me.Now perhaps after I die it will be the neighbors again who will be Performing my last rights, God Bless them. But the question still remains 'Was all this worth it?' I am still searching for an answer...... ......... .!!!!

May you be healthy, happy, wealthy and wise.

November 1, 2007

Sairam Ram,

It is wonderful to note the kind of response some of the posting elicit from the devotees. Ram, BABA always looks for repentance, and He alone creates situations based on karma. May be that is what BABA wanted for you and your father. Your thoughts, love and repentance of what you were not able to do it sufficient to earn points with BABA. I am impressed with your sense of responsibility and care that you have towards your parents especially your mother. Circumstances and choice of life prevent you from being near her, but what is important is that you are doing your best in the given situation. In current world where son's think parents as source of money or RBI and discard parents and abuse them once they attain their goal in life, to read your mail has instilled my faith in humanity and makes me think that there are son's who care for their parents even after they are married and moved out of the house. Do keep it up. Your satkarma, love, respect and gratitude towards your parents will ferry you a long way into your life. BABA will shower you and your family with blessings. Thanks for sharing your thoughts with us.

Humble pranams

SairamAnitha Kandukuri

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Dear Sir,

First of all let me confess that I am so touched by your email. I am not as old as you are but I am going through similar experiences.

My father is no more, but he was a great, noble and kind person. I was 26 yrs old and living in Australia when my father passed away in India. I couldn't go to his funeral and my sisters cremated him. I couldn't go partly beacuse of visa issues and partly because of finances. Even to this day I constantly ask my father for his forgiveness. I am 35 now and live in Canada with my wife and daughter. My mother lives in India, a kind soul she is, despite her problems she doesn't want to come and live with us. We visit her frquently and sometimes I send my wife and child during summer holidays to be with her. I call her every week without fail, and whenever I call there is some pain in me that I am unable to express in words...

I do not know if what I am doing is worth it, my parents with their modest income where able to buy a piece of land in a posh area which today is worth a lot of money. I have no clue how my parents managed to have all 5 of my sisters to get married. My father was taking home a salary of 4200 Rs and my mother around 3000 Rs, in that money they could feed us 3 meals, buy land, build a house, marry all my sisters, send me to overseas by mortgaging their property...............My parents are angels, I think if I continue worshipping them along with Sainath, I can wash all my sins away.

Thank you Sir,

Ramaasawari dilip wadhavkar <ashuangel (AT) rediffmail (DOT) com> wrote:

As the dream of most parents I had acquired a degree in Software Engineer and joined a company based in USA , the land of braves and Opportunity. When I arrived in the USA ; it was as if a dream had come true. Here at last I was in the place where I want to be. I decided I would be Staying in this country for about Five years in which time I would have Earned enough money! To settle down in India . My father was a government employee and after his retirement, the only Asset he could acquire was a decent one bedroom flat. I wanted to do some Thing more than him. I started feeling homesick and lonely as the time Passed. I used to call home and speak to my parents every week using Cheap international phone cards. Two years passed, two years of Burgers at McDonald's and pizzas and discos and 2 years watching the foreign Exchange rate getting happy whenever the Rupee value went down. Finally I decided to get married. Told my parents that I have only 10 Days of holidays and everything must be done within these 10 days. I got my Ticket booked in the cheapest flight. Was jubilant and was actually Enjoying hopping for gifts for all my friends back home. If I miss anyone Then there will be talks. After reaching home I spent home one week going Through all the photographs of girls and as the time was getting shorter I was forced to select one candidate.In-laws told me, to my surprise, that I would have to get married in 2-3 Days, as I will not get anymore holidays. After the marriage, it was time To return to USA , after giving some money to my parents and telling the Neighbors to look after them, we returned to USA . My wife enjoyed this country for about two months and then she started Feeling lonely. The frequency of calling India increased to twice in a Week sometimes 3 times a week. Our savings started diminishing. After two more Years we started to have kids. Two lovely kids, a boy and a girl, were Gifted to us by the almighty. Every time I spoke to my parents, they Asked me to come to India so that they can see their grand-children. Every year I decide to go to India . But part work part monetary Conditions prevented it. Years went by and visiting India was a distant dream. Then Suddenly one day I got a message that my parents were seriously sick. I Tried but I couldn't get any holidays and thus could not go to India . The Next message I got was my parents had passed away and as there was no one To do the last rights the society members had done whatever they could. I Was depressed. My parents had passed away without seeing their grand children. After couple more years passed away, much to my children's dislike and my Wife's joy we returned to India to settle down. I started to look for a Suitable property, but to my dismay my savings were short and the Property prices had gone up during all these years. I had to return to the USA . My wife refused to come back with me and my children refused to stay in India. My 2 children and I returned to USA after promising my wife I Would be back for good after two years. Time passed by, my daughter decided to get married to an American and my Son was happy living in USA . I decided that had enough and wound-up every Thing and returned to India . I had just enough money to buy a decent 02 Bedroom flat in a well-developed locality. Now I am 60 years old and the Only time I go out of the flat is for the routine visit to the nearby Temple . My faithful wife has also left me and gone to the holy abode. Sometimes I wondered was it worth all this? My father, even after staying In India , had a house to his name and I too have the same nothing More.I lost my parents and children for just ONE EXTRA BEDROOM. Looking out from the window I see a lot of children dancing. This damned Cable TV has spoiled our new generation and these children are losing their values and culture because of it.I get occasional cards from my children Asking I am alright. Well at least they remember me.Now perhaps after I die it will be the neighbors again who will be Performing my last rights, God Bless them. But the question still remains 'Was all this worth it?' I am still searching for an answer...... ......... .!!!!

May you be healthy, happy, wealthy and wise.

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