Are your parents proud of you? Why?

I am 18 years old guy with dead wishes. My dad works in a private factory and melts iron and rubber. He earns just INR 12000 including overtime. My mother is a housewife and we have two cows so we sell milk to to earn some more money. So back then, in 2014, my familys monthly income was just INR 16000. So to help my family in such financial situations, when I was 14, I worked as a newspaper boy earning just INR 1500. I worked because of my family's condition. I always wanted not to ask my parents for money because I knew their condition. So, All I wanted to do is help my parents in every situation so they don't face any trouble. After working as a newspaper boy for 56 months, someone told me that a new pizza restaurant is opening in our town and they are hiring for the position of a delivery boy. So I went there and spoke with the owner about the opening.

Me- Sir, I can work here as a delivery boy, I know all the areas in city.

Owner- It's ok, what is your age? Do you have driving license?

Me- No sir, I am 15 years old ,but I need urgent job sir , I will do anything u want.

Owner- We need a part-time kitchen worker. Can you chop vegetables?

Me- Yes sir, sure.

Owner- Ok, come tomorrow at 6 pm and your shift is from 6 pm to 11 pm.

Me- Yes sir, sure. What is the salary sir?

Owner- We give 6500 INR for full time and u will get 3250 Rs for half time.

Me- Thank you sir ( I was so happy then).




(I am standing in top right corner on this last photo)


After that, My schedule was like :-

3 AM - Wake up. Get on the bicycle and go for newspaper vending.

6 AM - Visits home, take a bath, get dressed for school.

7.30 AM - 2 PM - School.

The get some sleep and study.

6 PM - 11 PM - Pizzabite ( Restaurant Name )

I was a bright student in school from beginning but the job and everything made me a dull student. I was expelled from my school because sometimes I slept in the middle of class and all teachers were frustrated of me. So I had to change my school in 11th class and the new school was like a government school. School timings were 7 AM to 12 PM, so I got more time to relax and study. As time went on, my Board exams came and I secured the 1st rank in my school scoring 422 out of 500 in 12th standard.

So, I left my newspaper vending job and started going to Delhi by train to study in the library there because I am a UPSC aspirant and Civil services is my primary goal.

My schedule changed to -

6 AM to 5 PM - Library

6 PM to 11 PM - Pizzabite job, by then my salary was also increased to Rs 4200.

Then my cousin suggested me to do a digital marketing course and become a freelancer. He allured me because freelancers earn much money. So I spent all of my savings in a digital marketing course and began my journey to became a freelancer. I left the library and started studying at home.

Family expenses increased because we registered my sister in the best school of our city and all our family accounting cost wambled. I could see my parents calculating everything and planning to start saving money from everywhere so they could to bear the expenses of my sisters schooling. I was also affected thinking about my parents because I knew the value of money earned by hard work. So, I started giving tuition to students from class 5 to 11 at my home, all afternoon and evening.



(This is the pictures when I started giving tuitions at home)

My family also helped me to get students from their known ones or from the neighborhood. As the student kept increasing and the space became less, I started searching for a shop or some space on rent to open a tuition centre. I got one on the 1st floor in my own street for Rs 2500. The Condition of that place was so bad that I had to renovate and paint it.





Imagine, a boy who is just in his teenage was on his way to become a freelancer, a teacher, a tuition centre owner, an accountant (Customer service representative ) and a UPSC aspirant. My family was proud of me. Then students kept increasing and I had to hire a teacher for maths and science.

This was my Tuition Centre ( Destination Tuition Centre )





Everything was going perfectly as I was saving around 12000 in a month after giving rent and salary to the teacher. End of 2017, came the exams of all the students conducted by their schools or boards and all of them secured a good rank. Even the students who were not passing in school tests cleared exams with good marks. The Families of all the students thanked me. Some of the students were from lower castes or from financially weak families so I gave them free tuitions. At this point, even I felt good for the life I had carved out for myself.

Worst moment of my life :

One day, My father came home drunk and disputed with my mom. This thing kept happening everyday for about 2 weeks. Then comes a day, my father and my mother got in a fight and my father hit my mother. My mother left home and I was finding her on the streets when I spotted her heading towards the station. I stopped her, she was crying badly. This was the worst moment of my life. I told her to come with me to home. She said - Its your fault, you dont say anything to your father when he does these things. I told her to come and see today. We went back home and saw my father drinking wine again. I picked the bottle and threw it out on the street. My father became angry and hit me. I stood there and told him ?hit me, kill me, do anything with me but dont you dare hit my mother again. He remained silent and my mother start crying and said ?Anku, tu yha se chala ja, yha yahi sab hoga (Anku, go from here, It will keep happening here).

I packed my bag , touched the feet of my mother, hugged my sister and left home.

I Went straight to bus stand, threw my old SIM card, took a new one and headed towards Chandigarh on 14th April, 2018. I went to Chandigarh because I had been given an offer by a lady to work in her company as a digital marketing expert. I spoke to her, she helped me find a room in Chandigarh. At start, she was giving Rs 8000 only. She said I can also work from home if I want. I accepted the choice and then I want to do a full time job. I went for an interview in a international BPO. I was among the 400 people for interview when I realised the unemployement situation of our country then. That was my first interview, and looking at the long line outside the office, I thought that I wont clear the interview, then I thought about my situation, how will I live in a big city with just Rs 8000. If I wont clear, I will have to go back home and face those things again. I believed in myself and became self-confident. As a result, I was handed a joining letter in evening of that day and my net salary was Rs.24700. I was earning 32700 in a month, which was pleasant for me. I spoke to my mother after 10 days and informed her about my salary, I cried feeling the joy in my mothers voice. I went home after 2 months and everything is like new for me. Everyone was speaking to me more respectfully than before, even my father was very happy and told his friends that his son is saving double his salary and lives in Chandigarh.

Then me and my parents planned for the construction of a new house and we together built a new house.

This is our new house



Everyone is happy in my family now, I am planning to leave my job in June and start preparing for UPSC in my own room which I created with my own money and a week ago, I had installed an air-conditioner in my room.

This is my new Room



Today my family is proud of me. Thank you all for reading such a long story. I hope it was good.

Not really no my parents hate me, Im a massive disappointment and never made them proud. Stay away from drugs my dude

Hmm... My parents are proud of me, clear
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My parents are proud of me for doing well in school. However, some days I feel like they are disappointed in the way I am on the computer most of the time and don't go outside as much as I used to when I was younger.

It seems like my parents are never proud of the achievements i have. Its probably due to the fact that I have 2 sisters that are 3.9 GPA students, all that community service craze and "good people* Just something i have to live with, though its depressing to think about.

Wow, I hope so but I think that I should first be proud of myself

Yes, i study and dont use drugs, so... i think its all ok hehe

I don't think so, it is really sad, please help me get proudness points from them...

Wow, I hope so but I think that I should first be proud of myself

why do we need to worry about our parents much ? just live ur life man. thanks