One evening in 2008, in our small two-bedroom house in New Jersey, standing on the staircase with a colorful plastic ball, my daughter asked me, ‘Papa, let us play.’ I brusquely told her, ‘No, I am very tired.’
She accepted it and did not badger me further.
At that time I was working in New York as a consultant with McKinsey. Due to the long commute, I would leave home at 7 am and get back often at 1 or 2 am (the earliest would be 11 pm). Every day after work, with the last drop of energy sucked out, I would just collapse on the bed.
Life just went like a blur.
Later that year, my wife and daughter had to move back to India, as my wife had to rejoin her job; I stayed back in the US.
The day after they left, I saw that same colorful plastic ball lying near the staircase, and nobody to play with it. Looking at the ball, I kept asking myself, ‘Why did I not play that day?’
At that time I resolved to myself: ‘There is not enough gold in all the vaults in the world that will make me work like this.’
Life is too precious to not be lived; to not give time to people you love.
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