Hi, I am Amrita. Please don't confuse it with Amritaa, it is male version, to be more phonetically correct.....it is Amrito. I am a Bong. I am born in family of social workers and educationist but myself never entered in to a college. I was pushed into social service sector when I was only 19 to keep the family tradition alive. Those were the days when people involved in this sector never dared to make it as their profession or earn money through it.
I enjoyed my life with my Deaf kids for whom I was working. But days and thoughts of the people changed. Today to run an NGO is one of the most profitable businesses. And I became misfit and outdated as the schools which taught us the values are obsolete.
Yes, I agree, the values changes. But I never knew the basic values could be compromised. I feel hurt; in pain when I look at my own biological children suffer due to lack of money. They are growing up in a world where money matters most. Perhaps, they feel ashamed as they could not flash currency notes of bigger denominations. Perhaps, at that point of time they feel ashamed of their father! I do not know....maybe I am wrong! May be I am right!
Anyway, I belong to a small but internationally known city of Varanasi. Currently, I am trying to compromise with my moral values and trying hard to earn money through social service. But believe me, till now I am miserably failure doing so.
I have changed my focus since. Now I am trying my luck in documenting the cultural heritage of Varanasi, simultaneously, spending time as much as I can with growing children to share my experiences of life. Probably, this is how I am preparing myself for Sanyaas.
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