"They know i don't have a way out. I have a family, 5 people, who will be on roads if i question the system. And you ask to show creativity. I have tried my ideas a couple of times but the bosses out there fear of being outsmarted. They ask reasons for being creative. It was not a matter when i had been independent. But now in a tangled state i am to act DUMB ... guard my source of income ... suppress my ideas ... my rules ... myself even in front of my kids ... that is life" .. says my teacher, dejected, depressed but settled in life.
His is a life which had been more of revolutionary. A man with deep beliefs in Communism and an unmatchable desire for music. Self dependent .. head strong .. who cared for nothing else but self respect ... is now on a verge of destructing his self respect. His ideas remain on those torn papers inked years ago whom may be his kids won't care reading nor the touching songs will ever be recited. Raped by circumstances this man, my teacher still lives in search of his love, music, his ideas and a changed thought to remain DUMB.
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