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Adjustment's : a daily part of our life


“Adjust” this is one word that ever Indian relates to. When a kid is born in an Indian family one thing the parents will for sure teach the kid is "beta adjust kar lo" When my parents told me this I never knew that this word would become a part of my FOREVER.... Be it as a kid when we where taught things which didn't make sense (ps: the sun rises in the east and set in the west..duh the sun never sets but things were different when we where kid's) Be it the hot summer afternoon's when going to school in that much heat was an achievement, each day when we have to breathe all kinds of unhealthy gases that cars release, day’s where for a single ticket you have to stand for hour's in huge Que ,day's where you are nothing but surprised when the local  train's are on time ... All these years each day we have all done one thing daily and that is ADJUST..people in India adjust with everything be it when people with influence get their work done faster in a government office or at times when you have scored high percentage still you can't get admission in a particular college cause someone else is given preference cause he belongs to the student quota for that college. If you ask me which adjustment I like the most it has to be adjusting oneself on the fourth seat of the local train which technically is made for just three people but what to do "this much at least we should adjust"  .Frankly speaking NO I wouldn't want the further generation to be like us,people who are willing to adjust even when they know its wrong. I want a generation that can question every wrong thing and stand for their rights who can realize Adjustment is a choice and not a Compulsion. People say India is a developing country and yes indeed it is but are we all walking on the path of development is a question we should ask our self and work together for building an adjustment free India.
               

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