Archive for March, 2015

Before I begin this post, I want you to quickly do a little exercise. Hold your breath, cover your nose with a hand so you cannot breathe and open your mouth. Now start inhaling and exhaling from the mouth.

Did it feel a little uncomfortable? I’m sure you’ll easily do it for a minute. How about 5 minutes? Or let’s make it an hour. Most probably it will feel like your lungs are collapsing. Do you think you’ll be able to do it? How about a whole night? Is it possible to sleep without breathing through your nose? Now imagine doing that for two and a half days. And to add to the misery, imagine that happening on the New Year day. The imagery you just conjured was how I spent the last two days of the last year and first day of this year.

About three months back I went home for a few days. Unlike most of my trips that happened because of my craving for homemade food, this one was for some urgent works. Little did I know that I was in for a surprise! I had been suffering from a cold for over 2 weeks…. Blah Blah Blah… long story short, I was told that I had to undergo a nasal surgery. I could tell you the name but you better know it as the one Leonard goes through in The Big Bang Theory. Before the surgery all I knew was that I’ll be back to normal in a few days and will get back to work. What I didn’t know (or was stupid enough not to ask) was that I’ll be getting a packing inside the nose that’ll keep it covered for over two days. So talking, breathing and eating, all through the same little mouth. Imagine the pain, can you? To add to that, the surgery went a bit longer than planned, maybe causing more blood loss because of which my resting period increased dramatically. For a private IT firm employee like me, that period isn’t counted in number of days but the number of Casual leaves it will be causing.

A friend of mine shared this image on my wall a day after I got operated. That’s pretty much what happened to me, just a little better. (Courtesy: The Big Bang Theory Wiki page)

And did I tell you why am I writing this? Because I had nothing better to do. Because I felt that it was a one of a kind experience that I need to share with you people. So what do you do when you can’t breathe how it was naturally meant to be? You breathe how it was unnaturally meant to be… I mean, that’s one thing you can still do with your mouth without the fear of ending up in jail… erm… did I say too much? Anyway, while you do that, what do you do when you have to eat/drink something? Technically, for the duration you swallow the food, you don’t breathe… and trust me, even though the procedure sounds similar to the normal one, it isn’t. Soon your throat starts aching along with the head and they seem to play some weird tune in an irritatingly cool rhythm.

I know this whole procedure is quite normal and many people go through that. So I’m definitely not trying to scare those who will someday have to go through it. (Don’t do it… don’t do it!!) And that’s why I’m also going to tell the positive side of it. While I went through all of that, not even once did I feel sad/depressed or any other crap like that. The reason is simple. I had a lot of cetirizine… No, that’s not what I had to say… the reason was that I was with my family… my friends… people who love me and care about me. I got to eat the same homemade food I could die for and since I was on bed, I didn’t even have to get up to get that! For three weeks, I didn’t have to worry about what’s going on at work and how will I manage things there. It was a painful time, but it prepared for the times to come and since it wasn’t the first time I got operated, I knew ways how to recover faster.

It took me a lot of time to get back to normal. Most of that was spent at home. And now that I think about it, I could never do that on my own. There were many times when I was almost on the verge of giving up (I couldn’t, I only had one nose) but I didn’t because I knew there was always someone there for me. Most people think of a family get together or an auspicious occasion when asked about their most memorable days, but for me, it was the day I went through this surgery. It gave me the right amount of pain at the right moment. In fact I loved it so much that I’ll probably go through it once more. (The worst part is that I’m not even kidding.)

Hope you liked it. This was my story of being #together with the loved ones that gave me the power to look up and the motivation to move forward. Thanks Housing.com for the prompt. 🙂

Recently I’ve not been able to write too much in the field of my expertise, i.e., well… basically nothing. But what I have written is a post about how I began my life in Pune, the city of great weather as I like to call it. That came after I felt that I had written almost too much about my college life and how I planned everything from there, but almost nothing when it came to my life after that phase. Now I won’t be sharing the full post here again, you could always read it here, but I will share a few things that I really want to, things that helped me take the much awaited fresh start.

“Congratulations on the offer. Your job location will be Pune, Maharashtra.” Out of the numerous lines that my job offer at Oracle contained, this was the one I anticipated the most. The reason was simple, if it wasn’t going to be my hometown, I wanted it to be a place where I could feel like home.” This is how I began that post. But is that all that matters? Just a place that makes you feel like home wasn’t enough. Probably I never felt the gravity of the situation I was going to be in. It was going to be an all new life there, not the responsibility free phase like college but the career oriented war. So as the day of my joining to oracle came near, that thought of ‘will I be able to do it’ rushed to my mind. It was kind of obvious too, for someone who’s never lived away from home for more than a week, this was a giant leap. Unlike many of my hostler friends, this was going to be an all new kind of test for me. But if there’s one thing I’ve always believed in, it’s the fact that if your will is strong enough, you can do anything. And that’s what I did. Instead of thinking of it as a problem, I made it look like an opportunity to my mind. I know it won’t ever sound like an inspirational story to anyone but hey, add an introvert guy and a romantic angle and who knows I’ll be fighting for the Oscars… no…? Okay! But it’s true, I thought of this chance of going to pune and starting a new job as starting a new life. Transiting from the college life to professional life and restarting a whole phase. And it worked. Rest as they say, is history. Glad to say that Pune welcomed me and I welcomed this city to each other’s hearts. And did I mention how I fell in love with its weather? As I mention later in that same post, “Pune has been like a second home to me. In the last one and a half-year of my stay here, I’ve traveled a lot, made so many new friends, learned a lot of new computer languages while still struggling to learn Marathi and above all, gathered a confidence that no matter what happens, I’ll be able to deal with it.”

Thanks for reading. Now that you’ve reached this far, it would be a good time to tell that this post was inspired by the #StartANewLife theme that https://housing.com/ gave to me. In case you wonder how awesome these people are, take a look at this video:

I’m sure you took a new start at some point in your life as well. Do tell. We’ll talk about it over a cookie sometime! 😀

“Hope”, if I ask you the meaning of the word, you’ll definitely be able to give me an answer. But if I ask how many of you are positive that your life is going in the right direction and you’re hopeful about the future, I guess half of the same people who gave the answer won’t have too much to say now. Or that may be specific to people around me, but given that I work in the IT industry, my test sample still counts for over 5% of the country’s population and almost 99.987% engineers.

So why that difference? Why is it that we can always tell others that it will all be okay but fail to convince ourselves the same? I understand that it can be a little difficult, knowing all the facts and chances and still thinking that things will be fine, people who find it too difficult call it pragmatism. But I believe that with a little confidence, even the biggest of problems can be faced and to have that confidence in yourself, you need the positivity, the hope.

Don’t worry, I’m not preaching and I’ve definitely not started my own business of spreading happiness. But what I’m saying here is that wherever you are, whatever you’re doing and whatever your age is, just stop for a moment and think about how positive you are about your life and how helpful will it be if you were just a little bit more hopeful about how things will turn out for you. Confused? Let me share a story, I once told the good old people on Quora.

“About two and a half years back, my friend had bought a new bike. As a ritual that almost everyone does, we went to a temple. On our way back from there, I saw a beggar sitting beside the stairway to the temple. He was blind. He wasn’t really begging for money but mainly just sitting and smiling. Hundreds of people were walking by that staircase and every third or fourth person passing by dropped maybe a coin and sometimes a bigger amount of money for him and as I noticed, he didn’t say anything. He was continuously smiling though.

When I passed by him, a thought crossed my mind and I gave him the pack of sweets I had with me. He didn’t say anything but his usual smile covered his face. I had never seen a smile like that before on a grown-up’s face. It conveyed satisfaction and approval of life in the best way possible. Imagine something like this just on a grown-up’s face.

Courtesy: A Facebook Meme.

Just too happy with life the way it is.

Then I thought for a second and it struck me. This is what life is. Don’t complain for what you don’t or can’t have and learn to accept some things. It doesn’t mean we have to accept everything, it obviously doesn’t mean we’ll stop working towards getting better, but we won’t waste our time in being sad about the current problems we have.

Maybe that man didn’t have any idea of what he taught me. Maybe his perspective of life was entirely different from what I imagined then. Maybe… A lot of things… but the bottom line is, I learned that we need to appreciate life and be positive about the future.

What thousands of articles and books and what not couldn’t teach me, that man did within a minute. Sometimes all you need is that one moment to set things right.”

I guess now what I said above will make more sense. Why I wrote all this and shared here? Well, here’s why. I came across these lines today and I couldn’t resist writing about it.

“As elusive as it may seem, optimism can be found all around – in the laughter of children, in the excitement on your pet’s face when you get back after a long day, and in the smile of your loved ones when you go back home after months of being away. Housing envisions a world filled with positivity.” Not to mention that these lines came from this beautiful website called https://housing.com/lookup.

And that, my friends was the reason I shared this moment that told me the meaning of hope and taught me a lesson I’ll probably never forget. It looks pretty simple to most at first, but when you take a deep look into your own life and the things you want to do, you’ll realize that many such moments are waiting for you too. Or maybe you don’t need a moment, maybe this, right now, is your moment. Think about it, and tell me if it helped. 🙂

Redemption.

Posted: March 4, 2015 in Author's choice, Fiction
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“Do you think it’s that easy? One day you will make a mistake and you will get caught. Don’t you care even a bit about your future?”

“What’s the point of worrying about the future if it disturbs your present? I prefer not thinking about it.”

“What present are you talking about? You’re an addict. There’s no coming back from the path you’re on!”

“I can’t help it. It makes me feel good, it’s the only way I can live with myself.”

“And what about everybody else? Did their present not matter to you when they were screaming for their lives in front of you? Did their voice not make your conscious bleed?”

“No. It soothed me instead.”

“Even that little baby girl?”

“Specially, that little baby girl.”

“You do realize you are everywhere in the news, don’t you? Not much time and they’ll know who was behind all those murders. You need to stop for good.”

“I will. Just… not today… I promise I won’t do it tomorrow…” he smiled.

“Alright…” he smiled too.

This whole serial killer tag was too heavy for him… This everyday conversation with the mirror was the only way he could redeem himself.