Sailing Against the Wind

Going against the convention is always challenging. It takes a real big courage to defy the existing norm and raise voice against the crowd. Any ship can sail along with the tide but the actual test is observed when the tide is against your motion. It is when no one including your shadow is standing beside you to support your views and action, your true nature of defiant for a cause comes to the fore. There comes a situation when you have to make decisions which may not go well down the throats of many but you have to make a decision that is for the best and not a very plural one.

My life has not been spent in a rosy past but I have rather come across many rough patches including taking decisions which were against my family norms and I could well be a subject of mass contempt. I have learnt certain set of principles in my formative years which have made me a person who I am today. It has been impacted by everyone who came across me and showered me with wisdom or bullshit. I pick the better part of everything and left the remaining.

I remember one day when I was on a field visit in a coal mines and I had to travel about a hundred kilo meters from my base location with my team of 5 members.  We were just passing by and were almost half the way in a jungle area where w would no one but trees and wild creatures. All of a sudden we saw a car a little ahead. We grew suspicious and our suspicion turned into fear when we saw a man bleeding to death. Someone had beaten him very badly and left him there to die. None in group came forward to support my proposition of helping the guy to the nearest police station. They were all afraid of getting involved into an uncalled trouble.

This was a crucial moment. I hadn’t done anything that was extraordinary in my life till then. I used to be among first persons to run away from any sort of trouble. But, that day was different. I was seeing a binary situation. Either we help him to live or leave him to die. The vote count t carry the man along with us was one to five. No one supported my plan initially.  I then started to cajole them extremely hard insisting up on the idea that we might be able to save a man’s life after all. I made him realize the tons of gratitude we would receive form the family members and kin.

Finally after so much of cajoling, we finally took the bleeding, unconscious man with us. He was treated very carefully and got his life back. I had never felt that sort of happiness ever before in my life. That moment change my outlook towards life. I have since then become more compassionate and more helpful. I must say that the moment I made my decision to save a man’s life, I saved m life from an embarrassed one to a content man.

There is one thing that comes to mind related to that incident is the Housing ad in which they talk about taking bold steps. Following a set path may lead you a place nice and cozy but it will be very crowded. To reach an equally admirable destination, you will have to toil hard on the way.