1. Introduction
2. Where did I become a social worker?
3. Douglas raises the stakes face to face.
4. Confidence and optimism
5. Lack of pair of officers.
[Conclusion]
I was already very brilliant in teaching backwards. If Bapuji wants, I can join IAS. Thau was like that; So that I could have a high government job as Collector or Commissioner Secretary, but he died suddenly while I was in my last year of college and then the family and social circumstances changed so much that my whole life changed. Today I think about what was going to happen and what happened to me. Lord! Your green is really incomprehensible! It is said. Bapuji's ancestral property - farms, farms, three houses, etc., which I had to work tirelessly to make in the joint name of Bana; It is no exaggeration to say that I was inspired to become a social worker by the push I had to go through the taluka office and the district panchayat office. Even though I was a very young man, if I had such a problem, I had a clear idea of the situation of many uneducated and destitute sisters in my village and taluka going to work in the panchayat and in the government. My soul cried out and as a result b. Community . Despite being first class, I became a social worker only to do public service rather than a job! Bana Ashirwad was with me and Bapuji's property as well as our income from farm income was not enough for us to do business so I started working like an office at home to solve the unresolved issues of the village and I am proud to say that the issue of village water tank, re-opening of primary health center in the village. The question and the question of repairing the dilapidated rooms of the school were so well received by the grace of God that not only in my village but also in the surrounding villages, my fame rose. People used to come to me every day with their personal as well as public questions and in two or three years my name and reputation as a social worker spread to the state level. As my field of work grew, I came to realize that being a selfless social worker is as difficult as chewing iron chana these days. On the one hand, there are ‘social workers’ who eat fruits in the name of service; On the other hand, a khadidhari, truthful, ajachari and outspoken social worker like me has to face difficulties step by step. Yet I have continued to work to solve social issues with courage and full morality to this day. My optimism that not all officials are aware and that humanity is not dead yet is sustaining me and my confidence is increasing day by day, even if the officials who have become the handmaidens of corrupt politicians are declining on the people and now there is a lot of bigotry So I am not disappointed as I have decided to follow in the footsteps of Gurjaratna social workers like Ravi Shankar Prada, Amrutlal Thakkar, Babalbhai Mehta etc. Although bitter experiences and unparalleled experiences happen, my character is pure, my policy is clear, I am very clear in terms of accounts and my life is like an open book, then why should retreat nurture me? I don't want to get involved in politics, I don't want to stand in elections.
Giving of a Bloodless Unemployed / Autobiography of a Graduate Unemployed
1. The Role Behind Saying Giving
2. School - The golden swell of college life, a deep chasm between ideals and practices.
[Conclusion]
I am ashamed to tell you my painful departure from the double whammy of inflation and unemployment; It is no shame that a young graduate like me has been lazy for the last two years and has become a burden to his parents and society. Earlier I used to blame the university, blame today's education system, call the examination system vague and defame the evils of bribery, but now after two years of real life experience in a state of constant struggle, I don't think anyone else is to blame. It's just my fault. What work do I study? Why not remain uneducated ....? You may find it a bit confusing as I am criticizing Bhashtar and applauding illiteracy, but it is ‘I am so burnt and my heart is burning’ so now sometimes bitter words are also said. But my point is not to give up. I see all the Chiman barber, Ranchod Luhar, Maneklal Pandhi, Keshav Kandoi, Khushal Mochi, Parsottam Darji, Babo Patel, Jessing Suthar who were studying with me in the primary school in my village and my shame burns. None of these are graduates, I don't even have a matriculation pass, but I'm not lazy; Not only this, with the help of their fathers they are able to earn a living and be happy. When i Aha when S.S.C. When I passed, my father settled in Sakar or one of them was the son of a village landlord. But in the mathematics of transaction, such a thing has happened. After staying in a city hostel for four years, he spent Rs. Community . Not selected for the job despite passing. My pity is that I got married last year and this Diwali I have to bring my wife too. Hi, I am unemployed. Can I fulfill my new wife's heart's desire? What saddens me the most is that after eating the air of Ahmedabad city last year, I felt the color of the company of college youth, now I can no longer stay in the village or sit in my father's grocery store! You know, my father's old haat is running in the village and my old father saves five thousand rupees a year from the small shop, except for the cost of food, but I have learned that I don't like to do any work. I have a special job as a clerk in Bena or in a government office which is not fulfilled and my unemployment does not end. Friends! I have been wandering the streets of Ahmedabad in a strange way like 'Dhobi's dog is on Nami Par or Nami Patno'. I have a file of certificates in my head and my eyes are on the air-conditioned offices of those tall skyscrapers where I have to be arranged in a corner. But I don't have a single treasure from Vasavam Palya Khan, so I am disappointed and now I have come to the world to give up this fun world by measuring. What else happens? However, the flame of the head still shines in the depths of the mind -