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Random Stories and Dilemma of an Old Man
Random Stories and Dilemma of an Old Man
Random Stories and Dilemma of an Old Man
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Most of the stories in this book, except few, are based on my personal experiences or personal experiences of my close relatives, friends or acquaintances. However, intentionally, I have changed the names of the characters along with the situations to honour the privacy of the people involved. Themes of some sub-stories are borrowed from other publications as well which are duly acknowledged and rewritten in my own language. Further, since there are some adult contents, though those are considerably toned down , I recommend that no youngsters below 18 years of age should read it.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherHiranya Borah
Release dateMar 22, 2018
ISBN9781370185931
Random Stories and Dilemma of an Old Man
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Hiranya Borah

Born in a teachers' family in a village of Assam, a province of India, Borah started his journey of writing at a tender age of eleven. He published two novels in Assamese language and other fictional and non-fictional stories in Assamese periodicals during his college days. Then Borah almost stopped his literary activity for more than three decades. In the meantime he became a Gender specialist.However,so far, he has published more than one hundred and sixty five books on this platform in English and one book in Hindi within a span of five years. The books are on different topics like inspiration,romance and love, humour, ghosts, suspense thriller, children etc and those are written both in prose and poetry.Eight English and two Assamese books are also available in printed form. 2nd edition of his first book, 'Random Thoughts' is also in the public domain.

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    Random Stories and Dilemma of an Old Man - Hiranya Borah

    Random Stories and Dilemma of an Old Man

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    By Hiranya Borah

    Copyright 2018 Hiranya Borah

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    Preface

    It is a privilege to publish another book by me on inspirational stories. The overwhelming response for my earlier books gave me the courage to publish this book. This book is somewhat different from the earlier ones on the same topic, though the intrinsic thoughts are remain same.

    Most of the stories, except few, are based on my personal experiences or personal experiences of my close relatives, friends or acquaintances. However, intentionally, I have changed the names of the characters along with the situations to honour the privacy of the people involved. Themes of some sub-stories are borrowed from other publications as well which are duly acknowledged and rewritten in my own language. Further, since there are some adult contents, though those are considerably toned down, I recommend that no youngsters below 18 years of age should read it.

    While writing all my books, a lot of friends helped me through their active suggestions and encouragements. My family members are constant inspiration in my endeavors for writing a better book. This book, comparatively, is written in a more structured way, compared to other books on the same theme though personally, I always want to write something following unstructured way.

    My elder daughter, Anusuya provided financial assistance to print my earlier books.

    As usual, I am thankful to my wife, Monalisha, my son Ayusman and my younger daughter, Anwesha for their sacrifice by allowing me to be busy in writing, when I should have spent my time with them. Further, Anwesha became my honorary publicity manager since the first book was published. My spiritual daughters, Avneet and Deepika are constantly supporting in my endeavors of writing something. I am also thankful to all my colleagues of ISS fraternity for their encouragement and criticism on my writings.

    Last but not the least, I am always thankful for the readers and Smashwords for their constant support.

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    Chapter 1: How to avoid self-destruction

    I got a tragic message from a friend that one of my classmates, Abhinav Dutta died yesterday due to liver Cirrhosis.

    A few years back, under a similar condition another friend Janardan Hazarika committed suicide.

    Another classmate, Mayur Arora also died in a road accident when he was heavily drunk.

    The ex-boyfriend of one of my cousins, Varun Upadhya also died at an age of forty due to heavy depression.

    What is the common factor which is instrumental for all these deaths? All are drunkard. Why they became drunkard? Because, all of them were depressed. Why all of them were depressed? Because, all of them were less successful compared to their peers or their own expectations/potentials. Were they from same field? No. Then?

    Abhinav was a very good singer cum actor in his school and college days. During our pre-university days (Class-XI and Class XII, he was always surrounded by his fans, both boys and girls. Many girls were after him and naturally, we were envious about him. A few years back, I met him at Guwahati while attending a marriage of a common acquaintance. He looked to be a dejected man with uncontrolled hair and long not properly maintained beard. I hardly recognized him. On asking, why he was looked so depressed, he narrated his side of the story.

    With so much potential, he thought he could prosper either in the field of music or in the field of acting, even if he would ignore his normal courses of the college he was attending at that time. In the process, he could not do well in his Twelfth Examination and could not get admission into any medical/engineering college. Even he could not get admission in our Cotton College where we studied our pre-university course. He tried to get an admission into our college by availing a seat from cultural quota. But he failed to get it because another candidate who was actually less talented than him, but was a son of an influential person, got admission as it was offered the seat to him which was earmarked for cultural quota. Abhinav’s father, who happens to be a village school teacher, could not digest the academic performance of his son, did not send his son to another less reputed college located at Guwahati, where he could have gotten a seat and forced him to study in a local college for his under graduate course. In due course of time, he got a job in a local bank affiliated to a nationalized bank of India. He stopped singing after leaving Cotton College culminating a disastrous Class-XII result. However, occasionally he used to do some acting assignment in a local drama team. Afterwards, he got married to a lady, whom probably, in his hay days, he would not allow her to come within 10 metres near to him. Frustration took over him completely in a year or two after his marriage and started drinking heavily. Slowly he became a notorious drunkard, even small boys used to recognize him as ‘Sharabi /madahi (drunkard) Abhinav uncle. Finally, he died with lot of pain in his chest, physically and emotionally, at an age of 39.

    Janardan another my classmate with a humble background, was not only a very good arm-wrestler but also a very good guitarist. No doubt, he was also a heart-throb for many of the girls of our time. However, he was in love with a very beautiful singer from a rich family. Their love affairs ended in tragic note when the girl preferred to marry a well-settled boy chosen by her rich parent. Janardan tried his best to show a brave face about the incident. With the help of the certificate, representing India in arm-wrestling competition, he got a job in a nationalized bank as a clerk. I met him many times during my stay at Guwahati and afterwards during my visit to Guwahati from my present posting at Delhi. He always complains about his professional life and he deliberately avoided to say anything about his personal life. He did not marry till the age of 35 and finally married to a half educated girl from a remote village of Assam. After ten years of marriage, one day he committed suicide. After his death only many things came to light from the close friend circle around him. He used to take drugs after the break up with the singer. After his marriage, he used to beat up his wife on the slightest pretext and always compare with the singer. He had a son, whom he never loved as his own son. He was not good in his office work either. He confides with his close friends that, had he married the singer, he would have done justice to his enormous (?) potential and so on.

    Mayur was a doctor by profession. He became a doctor as his father wished so. He did not have the guts to tell his father that he wanted to be a cricketer. He liked the white pullovers normally worn by test cricketers than the white over coats worn by the surgeons. Naturally, he could not shine as doctor as the other fellow doctors. As suggested by his father, he married to another doctor, who was a daughter of his father’s friend. Though she is a nice lady, she did not like his attitude towards his profession. In due course of time, his wife became a successful gynecologist and that frustrated Mayur further. The more his wife became busy, the more his frustration grew. One cold night when Mayur was returning from a party, his car met a fatal accident. Mayur did not die instantly, he was alive till he met his wife to tell that his father had spoiled four lives, one of his own, his wife’s life and the lives of his two children by imposing his will on Mayur all the time. But he did not admit that it is his lack of courage to tell his father about his liking and disliking had actually spoiled all these lives. Moreover, once he became a father, he could have changed his track for a better future with renewed zeal.

    Now finally, let me tell the story of Varun. There was a failed love story between my cousin and Varun. My cousin was from a small village and Varun was from a reputed family of Guwahati. Varun’s mother was a social worker and very assertive on family matters. As soon as she came to know about their affairs, he confronted my cousin and warned her of dire consequences if she would continue her love affairs with her (mother of Varun) son. Separately, she also scolded Varun reminding his family status. Though, my cousin wanted to continue her affairs with Varun, Varun took the advice of his mother and ditched the poor girl. Though he broke her heart, he could not break her spirit. In due course of time, she became a lecturer in a Government college, married to a Government officer, blessed with two children contrary to Varun who had to join as an assistant programmer of All India Radio. Once, when I went for a radio interview, I met Varun in the studio who unwillingly said hello to me. I asked my colleague, what was his rank, he sarcastically told, ‘He is a worthless son of a worthy father.’

    Further the officer added, He (Varun) used to tell everybody that he is from a reputed family and even some of his present bosses would not have dared to enter his premises when his father was alive. Once when he boasted this sentence to a young direct recruit officer, he retorted, ‘Are you actual son of Mr…. or an adopted one from some slums?’ That ensued a heated long argument till a senior officer warned Varun of dire consequences for arguing with a senior and advised him to face the reality and stop living in a fools’ paradise.

    Afterwards, I came to know that in his family life also he could not be a happy man as his mother could not find a good match for him from a good family and had to settle for a lady who was not as beautiful nor as educated as my cousin. Unfortunately, the wife of Varun could not conceive also and Varun’s life became a real mess. Finally, he also lost his life at a young age out of cheer depression.

    Who are responsible for all these untimely deaths? I need not have to give any answer. You can analyze better than I do.

    These may not be real stories: but situations

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