आज सकाळी मी (मस्त नहा-धो के) बँकेत गेलो होतो, home loan ची चौकशी करायला. १५ मिनिटे दयनीय नजरेनी त्या clerk बाईंनकड़े बघितल्या नंतर finally त्यांनी "हं तुमचा काय?" विचारलं.
मी: home loan ची चौकशी करायची होती.
बाई: काय करता आपण?
मी: electronics engineer आहे. (software सांगायला लाज वाटते म्हणून :P)
बाई: वडील काय करतात?
मी: doctor आहेत.
बाई: कितीचं loan पाहिजे?
मी: ५-६ लाख, म्हणजे २-३ वर्षात repay करता येईल असं.she smirked, put the pen down and looked at me with a look that said "what a loser. इथे सगळे ३०-४० लाखांची loans घेतायेत, आणि हा घाबरट इतकी चांगली नोकरी असताना पण ५ लाख मागतोय."
बाई: इथे २० लाखाच्या खालची होत नाहीत. दुसऱ्या branch ला जा.
getting expensive homes and huge home loans seems to be the in thing right now. and it certainly makes economic sense in a developing city like Pune. but i couldn't get myself to do it. i wonder what it takes to sign on a paper which makes you commit to doing a particular task for the next 20 years of your life.
i guess it might have something to do with our self worth. commitment makes us do stuff. once we commit to being parents, no matter how difficult it gets or how bored/lazy we feel, most of us _will_ try to be good parents for their kids. once we fix ourselves a nice juicy e.m.i., we will keep showing up at our job, no matter how much we hate it, just 'cus it pays good.
and then, many years from now, when we are old and done with all our commitments, we will look back and find that we raised our kids well, created property worth crores for them. and feel that our lives were worth their while. peachy.
but what about that guy who won't commit to this default stuff (family and property)?. the one who waits stubbornly to find _his_ own path. there is that huge risk of not finding it at all. when this guy turns old and looks back all he will find is a life spent unshackled and in the search of meaning. poor soul.
my only fear is that instead of pity, i might end up with envy for him.