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To put things in perspective, let me set some context. I was deputed by my company to work in Zurich, which is where I`ve been for the last year or so. And from here, have been commenting about the Indian elections, the corruption etc. Now, with my work done, am returning back to India.
For the last year have been fighting with friends and colleagues about how India is improving, and how they should stop comparing India with a country (Switzerland) which has had independence for a long time, which is very very small and hence easy to manage. Have been vehemently stating to them that there will be progress soon. Over the past few months, and especially since 26/11, the idea of doing something on the political canvas of India has taken roots in my mind and flourished. This has brought along hours of discussions about the political situation in India, the need to improve it, fight corruption and so on and so forth. Discussions lasting hours, giving me a sense of satisfaction, a false sense I must say, about my contribution to India´s cause. (Don´t tell me hours of discussions ending in either.."kuch nahi ho sakta" or..."dheeray dheeray hum age badhenge", haven´t at some point of time in your life, made you feel happy about your intellectual contribution to the Indian society).

I am back and as I get settled again in the fast pace merciless life, the question that comes to my mind everyday is "whether i will be able to deliver on all those promises that I made to myself ?". I've been rigoursly following traffic rules since coming back, but just the other day, I noticed that I was honking the horn a bit too often (again !! just like the same old days :( ).

Since coming back, have been talking to my parents almost every other day about doing something for school going kids or war widows (now that i have something in my piggy bank), about the disparity of income.. and just today my Mom shot back saying "put your words in action, start with something".

I am sure there are a many out there who've been in this situation. Its a part of the Indian fabric..we speak speak and speak.. and when it is time to do something.. there is always something holding us back!! ..A new house or car maybe, education etc etc...

I hope that I find some courage and do something meaningful. I hope that my words arent merely waves for empty walls to withstand. Mom's words have come just at the right time. I hope I can deliver on my words, I hope I can live my dream.