What Am I Cribbing About?

Last two days I realized a decent truth of my life. I am a working professional, who like any other professionals crib about all the inventions that have happened for the past decade. I happened to watch a show “Hilarious” from a stand-up comedian Louis C.K.and out of no-where followed it with a complete opposite genre, a Hindi movie Kabul Express and as if I was not done, followed my parade with a documentary from North Koreans. I am not sure what message the movie wanted to give to the audience or even if the director intended to give any message, but I think the show Hilarious and the documentary had already taken me to a world of reality-check and Kabul-Express just gave the last push. It was as if some external force trying to talk to me.
I have been to US now for 5 years and I think I have the issues what I like to call as “no-problem” issues. Let me explain this further, recently I had been to California. All said and done my excuse for delaying my trip was, it is a long flight from Raleigh, North Carolina and I had just come from India which is again 18 hours long flight. (CAUTION: My just been to India was like a month back). So looks like I was cribbing about six hours long flights which in olden times use to take 30 days with a life threatening risk involved. Also, to add to it I did not like the one hour lay-over between my connecting flights. I also sometime crib about usual delayed flights and wait on the runway and all kinds of stuff that one can image but dude after the delay; I just flew to my destination. I was actually sitting on a chair in the air. Hhh.. I guess I never thought of these things till now. I don’t think I am here to blame, because since I was born I have enjoyed this luxury. Flying is like an obvious thing for me. I can’t drive to a place which is like miles away, I have to fly.
Do you remember the days when we had a single phone at home, and that was the only point of contact to rest of the world? I don’t, because I never lived it. Mobile is like a necessity for me. When I went to India, the first thing my brother handed to me was a mobile with a pre-paid card. Like any other “youngster” in the town, I complain about the range, the data plan, and the network issues and so on and so forth.
Louis C.K in his show said “Dude, if it bothers you so much, go create your own” and all of a sudden there was a long awaited respect that came to my mind for Dr.Martin Cooper and Wright Brothers . Something else also comes to my mind here, I have been to Wright Brothers National Memorial which is in North Carolina, have seen all those gliders and flying machines of 19’s with appreciation but the moment I sit on a plane, I complain.
So now that I have told about my ugly “no-problem” issues, let me highlight one more thing which category of people have these issues, the one’s who really have no-issues at all. Come on... there are a set of people on this earth who fear or rather are not allowed to walk down the streets as they wish. Problems that we deal are something that they haven’t yet imagined is ever possible. They have different problems to deal with like, am I going to live today, is my family going to die, will I eat today. Women have complete different set of issues. They fear their marriage, something that every girl dreams about here in US and back in my home town since a teenager. The documentary that I watched showed me the fear that these people live in, the pain that has become an everyday affair for them.
I always say, India is my Janam-Bhumi and America is my Karma-Bhumi. I am glad both have given me the best of their worlds. I am blessed with an excellent combination of culture and freedom.I am proud to be an Indian and happy to be in US. Now, when I look back, I ask myself just one thing, seriously what exactly am I cribbing about?