Monday, 20 February 2017 | By: AbhiLaSH RuHeLa

The February of 2007 which changed my life..

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The month of February has many nostalgic moments for me but one incident always overshadows all the good and bad things that have happened with me in this month. Ten years ago, on the day of 6th February, 2007, I remember my father waking me up in the hostel around the time when almost the whole India must have woken up. Though I already had little intuition that something of this kind was about to happen with me because of which I had asked my friends a night before to stay up late and have some conversations with me. They were surprised as to why I woke them up around 1 AM and asked to have some talk without any reason or solid topic. But we had many laughter moments that night. And the next day, my father had made an entry to pack up and take me back to home. It was an end to my hostel life. I was very delighted when I had shifted to hostel about the kind of independent and responsible life I will get to live but it was all a short period of happiness as what happened to me for the next six months can never be described to anyone in words. But let’s not talk about it now. At least after a decade. Haha!

For my parents, I was the most horrible son at that point of time and that thought was killing me on that particular day when the process of my exit was going on. When I reached home, I still remember those two slaps of my mother. Those are the only two slaps I remember till date whereas I have forgotten all the rest beatings since childhood that I have had from her. And it happened in front of my hostel mates, my friends. Nothing could have been more humiliating. Though I wasn’t touched at that moment to revolutionize my life but I had a belief that someday, I will seriously do something different that will make my parents forget this phase.
And now, after 10 years, when I see back and look at my life in the last decade, I am surprised that so much has happened since then but still, it seems that day when my hostel life had ended was just yesterday. I remember each and every minute as it was a life-changing incident. After that, I had been in two years of depression initially visiting doctors every alternate day. To be precise, more visits at the psychiatrist than the doctors. After failing twice in junior college somehow I managed to pass 12th std and that day was the last day of my downfall. Since then, I haven’t let myself see the darkness again. Though my life has entered tunnels in between, but I have always managed to make it see the light in the end of it. I passed graduation and post-graduation successfully. I earned a Diploma certificate in a career-oriented field which led me my first job. It has been 1.5 years since I am doing job in which I have worked under 4 different profiles. Along with it I have also earned another degree in Business Administration. Except all of these, I have managed to write 1500+ blogs. I have been able to publish a fiction work of mine in a nationally released novel. I have read 500 books during this period. I met many public figures who are inspiring or above par in their field because of which they are popular throughout the nation.

I can’t believe that life has changed so dramatically for me. And this assures me that whenever my life will not be in its desired state, there will come a very better future even out of my expectations which will surprise and shock me. Not only that, my own life will motivate and inspire me like it does now. When I see the graph and proceedings of the last 10 years, year by year, the vast improvements that have kept happening annually, I do not need anyone else’s example to feel energized and pumped up. I just need to remember my bad times and how it all changed into good, better, best and period. Even today, I am facing some emotional and professional issues but I know a time is about to come, may be in next 5 years if not now, that will change my whole ideology towards life, money, relationships and love. One today cannot make you see a decade in the range of 24 hours. You need to wait and watch. Life is there to show you what your capabilities are if you allow and give it a chance. I gave and it showed me the best version of myself which I hadn’t seen in last 27 years of my life. But whatever, last 10 years have been special and that’s what makes me look ahead to the day every morning. And PUNE, the city from which I was been pulled back, I am going to come back some day. It’s there in my mind. Only then the cycle will get completed. Till then, my life will stay incomplete even if I become the successor to Trump. J


Sunday, 19 February 2017 | By: AbhiLaSH RuHeLa

When I realized the damage I did since last 8 years..

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Last month, my MBA 1st year results got declared while I was in office struggling with some issue. I took out the time and checked the results and found that I passed with very respectable marks. Distinction! I was so glad, happy and proud about it that I wanted to celebrate the case with my friends. But before that, I thought of at least informing few of my friends about it on Whatsapp and then calling them up for a meet or something. But then I got busy again in the production issues that are more frequent in IT field than the lines of code all developers write together. When I came home in the evening and thought of breaking the news to my friends, I actually realized that I have no one in my life that I can celebrate this achievement with. I was all alone. To one person whom I had sent on Whatsapp, in the reply, I just received a THUMB smiley representing the most favorite act on social media- LIKING something. And that was all.

I held mobile in my hands and scrolled through all my contacts in the list and found no one who I can break the news to. In the midst of this process, I suddenly felt a grave loneliness. Not the loneliness we always talk about, but the loneliness that is the result of being ignored and thrown away by the society. It was humiliating, snubbing, helpless and depressing. By that time, I had long tears flowing down my cheeks on the bedsheet while I was searching for that one name that I can call my friend. Then I started counting the people who were very close to me once and considering that camaraderie I could have called them easily and there were lot of them. It was then I realized what I had done to myself. I started sending HII to most of them but in response, received HII only from 2 to 3 of them. Now, I wasn’t trying to call them for a celebration but to let myself feel little content that at least few of them remember me still.

I remember Haruki Murakami’s quote-“I'm not trying to imply I can keep up this silent, isolated facade forever. Sometimes the wall I've erected around me comes crumbling down.” Something like this had happened with me. To write blogs, to read more books, to do different activities, I had always sacrificed one thing before anything else- Friendships. I felt that why do I need friends in life when I have all of these to spend my life with. But this sounds great, I think, only in college times when you want to stay isolated from the noise as everyone around you is just talking, screaming and howling. When you start your professional life, for the whole day, you are sitting alone at your desk/cubicle with a monitor with no one to talk with. And after leaving the office after several late-sitting sessions, you want to meet up some of your friends at least on weekends. Hence, now I have started realizing that too much of peace and isolation is also not good.

Anyways, that moment made me realize the kind of person I am. Even though I have never done any intentional bad to anyone but still I had no one on one of my most important days of my life which made me rethink about my priorities and I immediately changed myself. I never let myself do wrong for a long period of time as I want to regret as less as possible in the last days of my life. In the last week of January, I met my Rakhi-sister. In the first week of February itself, I met 4 important people of my life who have a big role in my college life. One of them had met me after 2.5 years almost even though we were chaddi-buddies in Graduation days. I am Impossible. Seriously! Last week itself I met another graduation friend with whom I always had meaningful and life-enriching conversations. And now I am making continuous efforts to call and meet up all the rest of my friends whom I had left behind in this quest of nothingness called Peace which is not right when you sometimes need socialism and sharing. All my friends are surprised and seeing my messages for connecting with them, I am getting only one reply,”Bhai, kuch hua hai kya?” Now, how to tell them that bhai ko abhi nahi pehle jaroor kuch ho gaya tha.. Haha!



Review: The Ghazi Attack: 1 of the Best Patriotic Movies! ****

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Seriously speaking, I didn’t know about this movie “The Ghazi Attack” until I got a mail in my inbox from BookMyShow asking me to book the tickets for this movie. Still, I was skeptic about this movie and almost ignored it. I got a call from another family in society saying that they have an extra ticket and will I want to accompany them. By the time, the acclaimed reviews were already out for the movie and I thought of giving it a try. Now, that I have watched this movie, I can easily say it is one of the best patriotic movies made in India which does not waste time in useless backdrops and romantic tales but keeps its focus on how the Army is planning to attack a Pakistan submarine.

Though the story is fictionally based on how the Ghazi, submarine of Pakistan, must have been attacked by India’s submarine, but it is made in such a manner that you will never find it to be based on assumptions. As a director, Sankalp Reddy, has done an appraisable job. The kind of intense, ambition and passion was needed to make this story and with the kind of budget associated with it, it is great to see how he has managed to make such an effective movie which keeps its impact after hours of you moving out of the theater.

The first half is all about how the character of Kay Kay Menon and Rana Daggubati are at loggerheads where one is an aggressive captain who wants to attack the enemy whereas another is at total service of the department and wants to stop the captain from breaking any rules. The second half is more about the war and how Indian submarine finally decides to attack and do not return without blasting Ghazi, Pakistan’s submarine. The great thing is that even Pakistan’s side is shown equally intelligent and tough as India’s side unlike many other patriotic movies.

The performances are incredible. The best is delivered by Kay Kay Menon, Atul Kulkarni, Om Puri, Rana Daggubati in the mentioned order. Tapsee Pannu has almost nothing to play in this movie. Her part is not even of 8 minutes in totality. All the other supporting casts are great and really supportive. The dialogues are amazing and make you feel angry, sad and even giggle at times. The action sequences are powerful. The underwater parts are also nicely filmed except little bit of problems here and there which are avoidable. Overall, it is really a great movie to spend your 2.5 hours in. I give it 4 stars out of 5.