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Disrupted Lifeline

March 15, 2015 Leave a comment

 
 
July 11th, 2006

I was in the 12th grade. One of the most crucial year of any student’s life. College had recently reopened. I was filled with excitement, yet worried. Worried if would be able to make it. Worried if I would get a seat in one of the best medical school. Worried if I would live up to everybody’s expectations.

It started off as a regular day for me. I got free from college earlier than usual, as a few lectures got cancelled. As it was the onset of monsoon, the weather outside was pleasant with light and occasional drizzle. Just one of those perfect days, when you would want to go the nearest cafe, and enjoy a perfect cup of coffee over random conversations with your friends. Unfortunately, a friend of mine was adamant of not letting this happen, as she wanted to go and buy a cellphone. Buying a cell phone wasn’t the problem. She wanted to go buy it from a specific store in Irla, Vile Parle. I tried to argue(d) with her saying how it’s stupid to travel to the other part of the city buy a cell phone. But, in vain. Finally, I gave up and agreed, thinking I would at least get to spend time with my friends. So, the four of us took a train from Wadala to Vile Parle.

By now, it had become sort of a mini-picnic for the four teenagers, as we were not used to travelling so far. Little did we know, we weren’t prepared for how the day was to unfold.

We reached the place, bought a phone, ate in a jiffy and headed straight to Vile Parle station. The train was relatively empty and we were standing comfortably by the door, enjoying the greenery on both sides of the track and talking away in glory.. Just then, we hear a loud noise. And immediately, the train halts, between two stations. Everyone starts wondering, was it some huge cracker? Or was it some noise from a nearby factory? Nobody could even guess, that it was bomb. I peeped outside the train, and on one side, I could see a couple of trains that had halted, just like ours. And on the other side, I could see Khar station. We were approximately 0.5 kms away from the station. It had been almost 5 minutes since the train halt. By now we had heard the dreaded word, bomb, a couple of times. But nobody was sure about anything. We heaved a sigh of relief, when our train started, only to be disappointed again. The train went ahead and halted at Khar station, and it wasn’t going to go ahead. Yes, we still weren’t 100% sure that it was a bomb blast.

We got out of the station and tried to find a bus that would take us home. Every single person on the street was discussing the same thing. We had no option but to believe, that it was indeed a bomb blast. The phone networks were jammed by now. The roads were jammed with vehicles and groups of people who were trying to find their way home, as the life line of Mumbai came to standstill. The train services were stopped for a few hours. The blast that we heard (witnessed), wasn’t the only bomb blast. There were 6 other blasts that followed it.

7 bomb blasts within 30 minutes.

Hearing that, shook us. If, for a 16 year old, being stranded on the road in a completely new part of the city, wasn’t disturbing enough, we hear about 7 bomb blasts. In my mind, I really wasn’t sure if I would reach home that night. I was only thinking about my parents’. I knew they would be scared and worried by now and there was no way to inform them about my location.

After about 3.5 hours of struggle, a bus, rickshaw and a cab commute, I reached home. My mom was in tears when she saw me. She had been consistently trying to call me since 4 hours, in spite of knowing that the phone networks were jammed. I was too shocked to  express or say anything. But I put up a brave face and didn’t cry, so that she would stop crying. I was obviously relieved that I had reached home safely. The news was ON and I sat in front of the TV, besides my parents’. They were showing glimpses of the train compartments, the injured people, the shattered and blown apart body parts, the dead bodies lying on the tracks, blood. I couldn’t believe that I was right there, when all of it happened. As thankful as I was for reaching home safely and being #together with my parents’, my heart went out to thousands of those, who had lost their loved ones on that dreaded day, who didn’t even know that they were seeing their father/ mother/ child, for the last time, that morning. My worry of not getting a seat in one of the best medical schools, seemed like such a minuscule and trivial need after this incident. I was numb.

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The Best Kind Of Guy Friend

August 29, 2011 4 comments

 
So today I was helping this friend of mine with creating a blog for her, and in the process, I started sharing links of all the blogs I follow and/ or particularly a few posts that I’d read and liked. That’s when I was reminded of this post (link mentioned below) again, amongst others, because I thought she would really connect to it. Not to my surprise, she did and also loved it. Thought I should share the awesomeness with all of you as well. So, here it is.

The Best Kind Of Guy Friend.

P.S. – This post is also dedicated to the only such guy in my life, who I call my best friend, Manish Ahuja.

I will try…to fix you

March 23, 2011 3 comments

Suddenly, this song makes so much more sense.



Some songs keep you sane even in the worst of situations. This is just one of those songs.

Lyrics:
When you try your best, but you don’t succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need
When you feel so tired, but you can’t sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can’t replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

And high up above or down below
When you’re too in love to let it go
But if you never try you’ll never know
Just what you’re worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Tears stream down on your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down on your face
And on your face I…

Tears stream down on your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down on your face
And on your face I…

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you.
 

Crazy Happiness!

October 10, 2010 1 comment

                                                                                                                                          3:56 AM

You know that ‘extremely-happy-for-no-reason-at-all’ feeling? Yes, that. That is exactly how Iam feeling right now. I feel like I am on cloud nine. I just can’t stop smiling which is making me feel like a complete idiot. 😀 I have been listening to my old playlist of songs for quite some time now which has taken me into a completely different world. Even the most disturbing songs couldn’t take that smile off my face. Weird, eh? I know. I myself am wondering that is this even possible? Have I gone mad or something? I swear I am not high. 😀 I want to talk and talk. Just talk to someone and explain how I am feeling right now. Though I know I wouldn’t be able to explain. Words are not enough to explain what I am feeling.

Missing two people so so much. I wish they were right here or at least I could talk to them.
1] My brother, Ankur – It’s his birthday today. I want to hug and tell him that I love him and miss him a lot.
Happy Birthday, bro. May you have a great one. 🙂 *hugs*

2] My best friend, ManishI am missing you, chokra. And, I know you are busy snoring away to glory. Not that I am complaining. Just 😛 😉 *hugs*

Just one of those rare days when life seems perfect even though you know, it’s NOT! 🙂

P.S: I know I sound all drunk and high, but I am not. I am just happy and I am loving it! 🙂

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I miss thou!

August 14, 2010 3 comments

It’s been almost four months since I last updated my blog. Firstly, I’m sorry for being away for so long. No. I was not so busy that I couldn’t write a single post in four months. I don’t really know what has gotten into me that I just can’t seem to complete writing a single post. I have more than ten half-written posts. Yeah, you heard that right. TEN. Either I can’t complete them or even when I do, I feel they are not good enough to be published here. And, I SO hate this. But I promise, I’ll be back again and this time hopefully with a bang. 😀 Keeping my fingers crossed on this!

In other news, I have been working since the past three months. My first job EVER. 🙂 Except for this, life’s pretty much the same as it was. Signing off for now with a promise to come back soon.

P.S – Dear Blog,
            I miss you. I really do. And I promise, I’ll be back. Like, real SOON! 🙂
 

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Finallyyy, here I go….

September 13, 2009 20 comments

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“It’s never too late to take action.”

Its 2:20 AM and I’m here sitting with my Compiler textbook with no intention of opening it and studying anything. 😀 I am not sleepy too. So I thought what better than writing my very first post. I was looking for a nice and interesting topic to start my blog since quite a few days or should I say almost a month. But then eventually I decided, keeping it simple and straight-forward would be much better. In the mean time I did write 1-2 posts but left them halfway thinking that those weren’t appropriate to start with. Doesn’t matter, I would post them sometime later.

Okay now the much-awaited question…

Why did I start Blogging?

Hmm, I had been wanting to start blogging since a very long time, but the procrastinator that I’m, I kept on delaying it. Also, I wasn’t sure whether I could manage doing it. I mean entering the blogosphere is really easy but surviving in there is difficult.

Coming back to the point, as a child, I always wanted to write a personal diary, but belonging to a middle-class Mumbai-based family, not all of us enjoy the privacy needed to write personal diaries and stuff like that. Now, there wasn’t anything that I would not have liked to be read by someone. But after all, a personal diary is a personal one- not supposed to be read by anyone. So I never took up the idea of writing one. Years passed and that wish of mine remained a wish. 😦

Almost a year back, a friend of mine introduced me to the world of blogging (She had just started blogging, then). I used to really enjoy reading her posts and used to actually look forward to reading them. :). And I must say she writes really well. Okay, let me disclose her name, enough of addressing her with she’s and her’s. It’s Anubha (You can check out her blog).

The bottomline is, her blog inspired me to start writing one. I also started reading blogs of other people. Somewhere I had entered the blogosphere but was always behind the camera, not in the front. 😉 Slowly all this awakened the deep down buried desire in me of wanting to write a personal diary. Although, there’s a lot of difference in writing a personal diary and a blog, it’s all about expressing your views, the way you think, the way you feel, etc. So, here I’m, new into this world of blogging. I hope to survive here for long. 🙂

Oh my God, it’s 3:21 AM. I think I should go to sleep now.

By the way, Welcome to my Blog. And Thanks Anubha 🙂

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