ONE EXTRA BEDROOM

[professor]

OLD n LENGTHY ONE but heart touching

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 home sick 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
Macdonald'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 he
cheapest flight. Was jubilant and was actually enjoying shopping 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 neighbours 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 were 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 were 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 myself 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 I had enough and
wound-up every thing and returned to India. I had just enough money to
buy a  decent two bed room 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.

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