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Life changing experience

By yash nandkumar shinde

This is real life story of my Father and Grandmother of their 20 years of life-
changing struggle.

Our family consists of my father, mother Joshna Shinde, my younger brother

Deep Shinde and myself - Yash Nandkumar Shinde. We live in Chipluri. Im a
17 year old boy studying Automobile Engineering Diploma 2nd year in
Panvel. My brother is a 9th standard student, and my mom is a teacher. Im
home for my Christmas holidays.

My dad is an engineer, working with MSCB in Alore, which is an hours bus

journey from Chiplun. He completes his all work on time, without any delay.
He is punctual and man of word.

One of his bad habits is that he never cares of himself, but only about us. He
gives us everything we want; sometimes even when not necessary. I want
to give everything to my family that I didnt get in my childhood, he says to

His routine is very tight and fixed. He sleeps early, wakes up at 4.00 a.m.
gets ready to go to office by bus and reaches there by 6.00am. One shift is
of 7 hours. After office he returns home by 3.00pm. He is never tired. After
coming home he has his lunch, and wakes up by 4.30 p.m after a nap. By
then Deep would be coming from school. He makes tea, serves him food. He
goes to the market in the evening and brings vegetables, snacks, fruits, etc,
pays bills and all without delay. Mom comes home by l7.00pm and cooks
food . We all have dinner at 9.00pm .Sometimes there are also double shifts
when he goes by 5.00am and comes home at 10.00pm. Sometimes if there is
emergency he has to work for days without sleep. He doesnt have holidays
even on Sundays. He is best in his work. Many a times office workers call him
to ask about work and he instructs them. He never depends on anyone. He is
serious about our studies, always gives us useful tips about studies . He
scolds us whenever we are wrong, and he keeps us on right track, but never
beats us.

I respect him a lot because of what he has been through and what he has
achieved to become what he is today. His childhood was not normal like us
filled with fun and enjoyment; it was full of problems, struggle and hard work.

My dad belonged to a poor family. Grandpa was in Army and grandma was a
housewife. The family of grandpa was consisted of 8 members - grandpa,
grandma and their 5 sons.

Dad was born on 3rd July 1964 in a small village Margathamane of

abundant natural beauty. Dad was the eldest. Those were the days of no
Television or mobiles, not even fan, fridge, or water supply in grandpas
house. They used to fetch water from wells, bathe in rivers, play cricket,
roam in jungles, climb trees and pluck fruits, etc. All of them were cared by
grandma. Grandpa used to come home just for a month in the year.

Dad was intelligent but was not focused on studies. He used to run from
school and go to play. He was naughty. Grandma used to scold dad a lot, also
punish him, but he never used to listen to him. Even though he was not
studying at home he used to score more than all his brothers.

Dad was the favourite son of grandpa. During his annual visits, Grandma
used to complaint about dad, but Grandpa never scolded Dad. Instead, he
used to tell him You will study a lot and become an engineer.


All was going on well, until the day destiny decided to change their life. Dad
was in 5th std (1975). One evening, grandma, dad and his brothers had gone
to market leaving grandpa alone at home. He was home on his annual
holidays. There were kerosene cans in the house. While lighting the lantern
it fell down from his hand by mistake and it was near the kerosene cans
which immediately burst out and the whole house got on fire, and Grandpa
could not get out and survive.. When Grandma and sons returned home
there was only ashes left in place of their house. All of them were shocked at
the loss of grandpa and the house with all things. Since dad and his
brothers were too young they were too shocked and didnt know what to do.

Thus, Dad became the head of the family, at such a young age. He knew
that nothing good will happen if he too lost hope. So he made himself brave
and strong. He broke his piggy bank and handed the whole amount of
Rs.150 to Grandma who was still weeping. He took her hand and kept that
money in her hand. It was like a hand of support from God telling her that
now onwards she had to be brave and face the world to take care of her
family, and wiped her tears.
At the time of Grandpas funeral, dad decided that he will work hard and
complete Grandpas dream of his son becoming an engineer. His brothers too
decided to study well.

New Start

In cities everyone is busy in their personal life. No one has time for others,
but in villages its different. In villages everyone is like a family.

Life is like riding bicycle to keep your Balance you must keep moving.

It was the first time such an accident took place in the whole village, and
everyone got the tragic news of fire and Grandpas death and were shocked.
The whole village got together like a family, and collected money and built a
small mud house within three days to the homeless woman and her children.

Grandma moved in to the new small house with her sons. They used the
burned utensils. Some people gave food grains which were kept on paper as
there was nothing for storage. Grandma started selling fishes day and night
for their survival. She was helped by her sons including dad; they used to
take fishes and go home to home to make some money. All supporting each
other, working together were somehow able to make their living.

Never give up

The eldest son (Dad) became a changed man, no more that naughty boy he
once was. He took the responsibility of changing the financial position of the
family and got focused on his studies to achieve his fathers dream.

Dad went to bed early, got up early to study when others were still asleep.
He continued to help grandma by selling fish for the family. He began to go
to school early, and study with full concentration. Seeing the change in him,
all his classmates and teachers were surprised.

After every exam dad used to run home and check whether his answers
were right or wrong and mark his mistakes.. Even though studying so hard
he used to come 2nd position in the Class, which used to upset him when he
had expected a First Class. The Sarpanchs son used to be always the First,
even though he was not working hard because of the money and power of
his father. But Dad never gave up, he continued his hard work, and after 4
years of struggle, he reached 10th standard. He had set his goal to get the
1st rank in the school, so that it would help him securing an engineering
admission. Because of his hard working without any rest, Dad fell sick at the
time of Board examination. It is said that when life tests you it tests hard.

Dad was not going to give up after all that had happened in his life, his goal
gave him the inspiration to write the Board examination, with all his capacity.
Finally it was time for the results to come. As always everyone in village was
expecting the Sarpanchs son to come first. But to everyones utter shock, he
came second and the First Rank was for Nandkumar Mahadeo Shinde (That
was Dad!). Two of his teachers went to his house to convey this good news.
Dad was resting and Grandma was cooking. They conveyed the good news to
Grandma and Dad. Finally dad got the fruit of his hard work. The teachers
told Grandma that her son is very intelligent, and he needs to get admission
in an engineering college, and grandma agreed to it.


Dad got admission in Ratnagiri government Polytechnic. Grandma gladly sold

her whatever jewellery she had, to pay his college and hostel fees. Dad went
to the hostel to live with luggage containing clothes, ladoos made by
Grandma, a family photo and a small amount of money. The 3 floored Hostel
had ten rooms in each floor, and each room had 3 beds, 3 desks, 3
cupboards for the 3 students. Dad's room was 206. Raj and Sumeet were
dads room mates. Sumeet was of middle class family and Raj was from a
rich family and he had got admission by giving donation. He had no interest
in studies since he was forced by his dad to get into an engineering college.
20% of the students were admitted by giving donation.

The College timings were from till 4.30 p.m. and holidays on Saturday
and Sunday. Without wasting any time by joining bad company, Dad used to
concentrate on his studies to achieve his goal. To keep his inspiration going
on in studies, he used to see the family photo before going to bed. He used
to sleep just for six hours, and the remaining time he concentrated on his
studies, which he continued even when he went home on holidays. In
addition, he worked there like before, unlike me only resting and enjoying the
holidays. Finally, he passed his 3 year diploma in 1983, securing a First Class,
and thus Grandpas dream was fulfilled.

Dad got a job in Alore in the first attempt itself, with a good salary. He used
to travel for 3 hours by bus from Margathamane to Alore. Gradually, the
financial condition at home was improved, eventually his brothers too
completed their studies and got into employments. A year later, Dad got
married and in the following years his brothers too got married and well
settled in life.

Now you all know why Dad says I want to give everything that I didnt get in
childhood. Dad is my superhero. According to me, anyone can be a
superhero with supernatural power, but Dad had only his hard work and trust
in himself that changed the future of a family. In the year 1995, the small
mud house was replaced by a big bungalow, with all modern facilities.

The grand success of his family was purely because of the hard work and
determination of the family members, without giving up their hope, in the
most difficult days. Its a great journey from nothing to everything.
Unfortunately today Grandma is not alive, she passed away on 12 Nov 2011.
The big bungalow is named Mahakalpa which is the combined names of
Grandpas Mahadeo and Grandmas Kalpana.

Humans die, but memories live forever.

In 1975 where fire took away everything and left only ashes and Dark future,
20yrs of Struggle and Hard work changed it to a big bungalow, and all are
well settled in life with happiness.
Life isnt about finding yourself, Life is about creating yourself.