A Quote for life!


“A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly.
Specialization is for Insects


Robert A Heinlein
(American science-fiction writer,1907-1988)

Sunday, September 1, 2013

Life changes in seconds

Yea, life changes in seconds – the seconds which you use to decide upon things – things that matter the most – which mold your life – the way it is today!

All that we are today is because of the decisions that we have taken in our lives. Every decision matters – in a small or big way. A few of them had short term implications while others had long term consequences that you need to carry for the rest of your life.

Those decisions that are of most significance are often taken in a few seconds. We find out, only at a later stage whether those decisions have left us happy or filled us with sorrow – at a stage, when we cannot mend them or revert them anyways.

What to do at that point in time?

The easy way out is to blame others or circumstances (or destiny, like losers) and try to be satisfied for a short time. Put everything on things that ‘made you’ take those decisions and relax – it’s not entirely your fault, you see!

The other way, seldom taken, is to stand up and say, “Yes, I did it. And I am responsible for all that is happening to me today. These are all because of the decisions I took throughout my life.

WOW! Doesn’t the second option seem great? It does! While it is very easy for people who are happy and successful today to tread on this route, it is extremely tough for those who are not! For them, it is hard-hitting and quite punitive to accept this truth and move on. These are the ones who often try to attribute the responsibility to their friends, relatives, office, school, college or anything that comes to their minds. We, the society, call them losers!

What else can be done? The life is doomed! You are sad and this sadness will never leave you; you are never going to be happy again, for the decisions that you have taken in life have left you lonely, secluded, shattered and fruitless.

What else can be done?
Dope? Is throwing yourself into the hands of alcohol, smoke and drugs an option for you? You will die a slower death, little by little, every day. The trance will keep your mind away from the blues, but temporarily. And once you are out of it, you will get straight into melancholy again!

What else can be done?
Suicide? Well, I have been taught that the most foolish thing that you can do with your life, is to end it yourself (That also does not mean you can hire someone to do that for you!). You have to be psychologically unfit to actually think about it. NO! This cannot be an option.

What else can be done, then?
There is still something that can be done and I think one should go for it. Wait and watch!

They say, time cures the most magnificent blemish! Let time cure yours too.

May be you need to wait for that to happen, with a hope that one day things will change and the new morn that comes will bring your share of happiness. May be one day you would smile again. May be one day you will have no more sorrows and you will be successful in life.

Like SRK said, if there is no happy ending, probably it has not ended yet. So, the end has to be always happy. This we should know for sure. Knowing this, we need to wait for that to happen.

You have been bitten, betrayed, burnt, bruised and buried time and again – and you are still alive, which shows you have fought your way. Why not do the same again when you are exposed to failure and distress in life and continue doing it?

Be brave. Stand up and face life, as it comes. He who stands up from a fall knows what not to do so that he does not fall (that way) and more importantly, he also would know how to stand up. So, stop cursing those seconds when you made those life-changing-decisions, those people around you, the circumstances and the destiny and stand up and face it!

If you are sad today and you are still alive, the day will come when you will smile again – because, “…Picture abhi baaki hai mere dost!”

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Thursday, August 8, 2013

The Job Hopper - FB Feed

Something I got on Facebook - I experienced the same in my professional career, but still could not learn the true lessons in life... This man did! Read Along...


Some, rather most organizations reject his CV today because he has changed jobs frequently (10 in 14 years). My friend, the job hopper (referred here as Mr. JH), does not mind it. well he does not need to mind it at all. Having worked full-time with 10 employer companies in just 14 years gives Mr. JH the relaxing edge that most of the company loyal employees are struggling for today. Today, Mr. JH too is laid off like some other 14-15 year experienced guys the difference being the latter have just worked in 2-3 organizations in the same number of years. Here are the excerpts of an interview with Mr. JH:

Q: Why have you changed 10 jobs in 14 years?

A: To get financially sound and stable before getting laid off the second time.

Q: So you knew you would be laid off in the year 2009?

A: Well I was laid off first in the year 2002 due to the first global economic slowdown. I had not got a full-time job before January 2003 when the economy started looking up; so I had struggled for almost a year without job and with compromises.

Q: Which number of job was that?

A: That was my third job.

Q: So from Jan 2003 to Jan 2009, in 6 years, you have changed 8 jobs to make the count as 10 jobs in 14 years?

A: I had no other option. In my first 8 years of professional life, I had worked only for 2 organizations thinking that jobs are deserved after lot of hard work and one should stay with an employer company to justify the saying employer loyalty. But I was an idiot.

Q: Why do you say so?

A: My salary in the first 8 years went up only marginally. I could not save enough and also, I had thought that I had a permanent job, so I need not worry about what will I do if I lose my job. I could never imagine losing a job because of economic slowdown and not because of my performance. That was January 2002.

Q: Can you brief on what happened between January 2003 and 2009.

A: Well, I had learnt my lessons of being company loyal and not ?money earning and saving loyal. But then you can save enough only when you earn enough. So I shifted my loyalty towards money making and saving. I changed 8 jobs in 6 years assuring all my interviewers about my stability.

Q: So you lied to your interviewers; you had already planned to change the job for which you were being interviewed on a particular day?

A: Yes, you can change jobs only when the market is up and companies are hiring. You tell me, can I get a job now because of the slowdown? No. So one should change jobs for higher salaries only when the market is up because that is the only time when companies hire and can afford the expected salaries.

Q: What have you gained by doing such things?

A: That's the question I was waiting for. In Jan 2003, I had a fixed salary (without variables) of say Rs. X p.a. In January 2009, my salary was 8X. So assuming my salary was Rs.3 lakh p.a. in Jan 2003, my last drawn salary in Jan 2009 was Rs.24 lakh p.a. (without variable). I never bothered about variable as I had no intention to stay for 1 year and go through the appraisal process to wait for the company to give me a hike.

Q: So you decided on your own hike?

A: Yes, in 2003, I could see the slowdown coming again in future like it had happened in 2001-02. Though I was not sure by when the next slowdown would come, I was pretty sure I wanted a debt-free life before being laid off again. So I planned my hike targets on a yearly basis without waiting for the year to complete.

Q: So are you debt-free now?

A: Yes, I earned so much by virtue of job changes for money and spent so little that today I have a loan free 2 BR flat (1200 sq.. feet) plus a loan free big car without bothering about any EMIs. I am laid off too but I do not complain at all. If I have laid off companies for money, it is OK if a company lays me off because of lack of money.

Q: Who is complaining?

A: All those guys who are not getting a job to pay their EMIs off are complaining. They had made fun of me saying I am a job hopper and do not have any company loyalty. Now I ask them what they gained by their company loyalty; they too are laid off like me and pass comments to me ? why will you bother about us, you are already debt-free. They were still in the bracket of 12-14 lakh p.a. when they were laid off.

Q: What is your advice to professionals?

A: Like Narayan Murthy had said love your job and not your company because you never know when your company will stop loving you. In the same lines, love yourself and your family needs more than the company's needs. Companies can keep coming and going; family will always remain the same. Make money for yourself first and simultaneously make money for the company, not the other way around.

Q: What is your biggest pain point with companies?

A: When a company does well, its CEO will address the entire company saying, well done guys, it is YOUR company, keep up the hard work, I am with you. But when the slowdown happens and the company does not do so well, the same CEO will say, It is MY company and to save the company, I have to take tough decisions including asking people to go. So think about your financial stability first; when you get laid off, your kids will complain to you and not your boss.


... I wish I could know what happened to the interview! God Bless JH!

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Thursday, June 27, 2013

Agartala Shining

After almost two years, today is my first day in Agartala. I came here with my family – my wife and my 5 months and 27 days old son. Last time we went, we were the two of us – this time, when we return we are three!

He had his first airplane ride today – I had mine when I was about 7 years old, and I know many people who have never experienced this yet! Well, so much for the modern age kid.

There was one more thing to be noticed – my first airborne ride was departing from Agartala and his first one has been arriving at Agartala. Hmmm…

So, the first chance I got to get into the streets of Agartala, I jumped into it. The road trip included ride in an auto rickshaw, a man-pulled rickshaw and the most part of it on foot.

The recent visit by the president of India has left its effects on the roads and the roadsides. They are still exceptional – at least far better that what we are used to see in Agartala.

There are many changes – huge shopping complexes, wide roads, lot more cars and parking space for them along the roads. I felt there were not many people on the roads today; probably because it’s a working day here.

The roads were dampened by the morning rain. So, it was cooler outside – unlike the back burning scorching heat that the people here are experiencing these days.

The best thing of this place, is everyone speaks my language! Can you believe this? I found myself turning head twice, when I heard the passerby speaking in the Agartala Bengali – the local language, only to realize a moment later that everyone here is speaking the same language – my language! This is actually a habit that has developed while being in Bangalore for last 9 years!

Well, the day also had Duck Egg Rolls, Alu (Potato) & Chicken Chops from Post Office Choumuhani in the menu. Awesome it was.
Well, tomorrow is wife’s day out. So, I will stay with the little one.



Hope we are in for a good trip ahead. Looking forward to the rest of the days…

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Sunday, May 12, 2013

Ancient Aliens – truth or lie

Ancient Aliens is a series of documentaries created and broadcasted by the History Channel. Have you seen any of the episodes? Well, the facts and evidences provided in there are unbelievable and mindboggling. The idea behind the series is to try and prove if aliens exist and if they have a dominant impact on us being what we are today. The research is based on the Ancient Astronauts Theory that came forth some years ago.
Logo: Ancient Aliens on History Channel

I got attracted to the series, which spreads over a few seasons and multiple episodes now, after Maitri told me about one of the episodes she saw on TV, the other day. She was very excited about what they showed and the way she described it to me, made me jump – I was thrilled too. The next time I could get on to internet, I hit YouTube and searched for the series and to my astonishment, I found the episode one of the first season too. I watched 4 episodes and I was ecstatic.

There was a huge amount of research vividly gone in making of the documentaries. I could see historians, archeologists, scientists, authors, publishers and many others getting involved. Their hard work and months/years of research went in that. Tremendous work! Only a group of incredible human beings, with lot of passion for what they do could have made this possible and they did make it possible. The sources, proofs and evidences that they provided will definitely make you think – were there Aliens who visited the Earth years ago?

When I was watching the episodes, I had these three questions in mind (among a lot many):
  1. Are we Aliens?
  2. Is the Moon an Alien post/satellite?
  3. Are we being watched, by these Aliens?


These sound stupid questions, but one might tend to ask these when they watch the episodes of Ancient Aliens. These questions looked silly and brainless to me too. So, I went on to read a few things and while doing so, I stumbled across a blog comment, where the commentator was suggesting to watch the (documentary) movie ‘Ancient Aliens Debunked’ before actually believing whatever was shown in the initial episodes. This was a suspicious comment and I paid no heed, until when I reached to the episode 4 of season 1. In the very beginning, in the fifth minute or so, there was a mention of Mahabharata and the Bhagavat Gita and the narrator said that these literatures were talking about the life of King Rama! How weird! How can such an incredible team of researchers do such an elementary mistake? Then I remembered that in the previous episodes also, I have heard a few times about the same.

Wait a minute! What was that movie called?

I searched for ‘Ancient Aliens Debunked’ and found the movie, their website and people talking about this. I watched the entire movie at one go! How true – as I went past each of the parts of that movie, I heard myself saying this – how true!

Well, this movie proved almost all the analogies provided by Team Ancient Aliens as wrong! They provided anti-evidences, if I could call the evidences they provided so, to oppose the ones provided by the first group of people who made me get into this, at the first place.

Now, my question is not about who lied – the Ancient Aliens team or the movie team, who tried to expose the former. As the professor at the end of the movie rightly questions if we are in a position to say that they are wrong when we see the program on TV? Do we have the appropriate knowledge of ancient civilizations, their customs, costumes, writings, architecture, engineering, eating and sleeping habits? NO! I do not have such knowledge of any race – not even my own – at least not to that extent which is needed to say, “Yes, you are right” or “No, you are wrong.”

My question is: Why do we become slaves of people who look to be or are actually more talented, knowledgeable, smart and educated than us? Whatever they say, we tend to believe at the first place. Do we question? We do not!

There are thousands of reasons (mostly fear) because of which we do not questions things told by our elders, teachers, bosses and even so called spiritual gurus. We would ask them why only if we have at least the basic idea of the topic they are talking about. And that would require us to have basic knowledge of almost everything under the Sun!

Again, does not that again prove that the quote by Robert Heinlein on top of my blog, is right? Yes, he is! I just love this quote – does not matter whether aliens are there or not :)

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Sunday, May 5, 2013

Being Lazy...

Today is Election Day! Karnataka votes to select their new legislative assembly. I wanted to vote this time, but no response was obtained after duly applying for voting card. So, I stayed home!

There was zeal inside during later part of school days and in college, where I was almost sure that I will spend my life being with the people, working for the people and helping build a formidable nation – and being part of it. Those were the times when I used to read Mao Tse Tung, Karl Marx and Friedrich Engels, Gandhi, Nehru et. al. Their writings instigated (and still do) patriotism, communism and at times, extremism too and there were intermittent urges to run away from home and get engaged!

All those ended in smoke! This smoke is still there inside somewhere – day by day it is becoming darker and darker – turning toxic, acidic and poisonous – might kill me someday.

No! Actually it won’t.

I was watching this movie again today – OMG! Oh My God. Near the climax, I was thinking how exotic and ‘khatarnaq’ that day would be, when someone much unknown, would actually pray for me – would pray to his/her God for my wellbeing. Would that not be a day of great achievement – a day when I can say that I have done something big?

Well, this is why that smoke inside will not be fatal to me.

Somewhere inside me, there is a want to become famous – become big – being respected, honored, feared, loved and being talked about. A day when this happens still comes in my dreams. Because of this very reason, I will not be able to leave everything and get mixed in the crowd, toil for them and add values to their lives, in the way I used to think I would. There would be a want to do something and get something in return – just like the exchange offers that were talked about in the movie mentioned above.

There is one more reason for this too. I firmly believe that charity does begin at home. A man who is good at home is more likely to be good everywhere else (though my childhood heroes from my own family proved this utterly wrong). Somehow, since I started leading my own life I have not been able to be good at home. This is another reason I feel that I will not be able to be good anywhere else.

God said, “Do not think about the rewards – just keep doing your job.” But I do expect something good to happen to me, while I do a good job – before and after the job too. On top of this, when I know that what I am doing may not be good or ‘that good,’ I hope – or rather pray – that nobody finds this out.

Following the God is so tough!

Following anything is so tough – a regime, a diet, a schedule, an order and even your heart! It has always been tough for me. I have been lazy – in all walks of life. As days past in my life, going has gone tougher. As I evaded these routines, jobs-in-hand, to-do lists and so on…, my head became heavier and heavier – because my mind always used to remind me of the plenty of pending things. As much as I remember, I avoided more of it – slept off!

Laziness kills!

A lazy bone would not be good at home. The head will be full with household chores that were to be done, but remained undone because of the sluggishness. Out of the home, he would rush through the busy roads – seeing a lot to be done and at the same time dodging them. The head becomes heavier. At the workplace, there would be even more things to do – much more as compared to home and road – to be done in lesser time. He would not do that too – may be he would do just as much that would prevent him from getting fired, but not all that were scheduled. Returning home through the (still busy) roads, he takes cover in the couch, switches on the idiot box and pray, “Hope nobody saw me today,” and sleep off!

This has been my story for a long time now. People, who meet but not know me, may not agree with this – rest will do!

I once read this and quickly wrote on my desk, so that I am reminded of – “Quality is doing right things when no one is watching.” That day I thought, “Yea! Here is something I waiting for. This would now take me places. I will stick to this thought and will be the most successful person in the world soon.”

Damn!

How can you do things right, when your mind is always full with things you have not done?
How can you do well when no one is watching, as every second you wish that no one should watch you?
How can there be quality in work, when the body, heart and mind are degraded?

The God in the movie (mentioned above) said, “I am God and so I do miracles. I am not God because I do miracles!” He could say this because he is who he is. For us all, he showed the path of work – ‘Karma!’

Smoking would not kill me. Neither will the unrelenting urge to do something and be spoken of (the toxic smoke inside). It is this laziness that is killing me from inside – second by second, day by day, year by year.

Laziness diverts the thoughts; destroys the intent and extinguishes the fire in me.

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Saturday, April 20, 2013

Forrest Gump – movie that left me inspired

At this age, where there are at least 20 flicks seeing the daylight every Friday nationwide, powered with month long trailers and previews that pave the way for the release, it is very easy to choose between the films even before entering the theater.  One would get an idea about the film well before the release, by the posters that hung from every wall and tree in the city showing the cast & crew; by the media coverage and promotional activities carried out by the producers and distributors and even the actors.

There was a time though, when there were not this much of attentions provided to a new motion picture by the media; and if it was a foreign movie then one would not even know about it until the posters were hung outside the theaters.

Not every picture we see leaves us flabbergasted. Neither do all of them teach us things that have long lasting influences in our lives. Movies were instituted as a mode to pass time; though, at times there were a few that hit the hearts, as soon as they were made public in the silver screen. Again, every good movie may not be a hit in the box office; but then, if an amazing movie does amazingly well with the revenue that it generates nationwide (nay, worldwide) it is equally amazing!

Forrest Gump was such an English movie that was released way back in 1994 with a lesser known cast & crew (of that era) and an even lesser known topic – life of an autistic man doing things in his own way – funny to many, but changing lives.

This flick made the lead actor Tom Hanks, a household name. So much so, that there were articles, short stories and even books written on that character later on. A few dialogues from the movie became so popular globally that people started using them in their daily conversation. This was undoubtedly one of the supreme movies that the golden nineties gave us to remember, appreciate and experience for a long time to come.

In that movie a boy by the name Forrest Gump and with a lower than average intelligence grows up and finds his own way of living life. As he crosses each phase of life, he meets people, touches and changes their lives too. From having to wear braces on his legs as a child he went on to become one of the fastest and longest runners of his time. He studied with a scholarship in the sports quota. Forrest joined the United States Army and went to Vietnam to participate in the war and eventually became a national hero. He learnt to play table tennis (they called it Ping-Pong in the movie) when he was recovering from injuries of the war, as he had nothing else to do. He excelled so much in such short time that he went on to represent the US in friendly tour held against the top seeded Chinese players. He was motivated by his childhood girlfriend and eventually went on to meet her, near the climax of the movie. The movie en bloc, was a narrative of short stories from his life that Forrest tells to the various unknown people he meets, sitting on a bench in the bus stop while waiting for a bus to his girlfriend’s; in the end he discovers that he was sitting just a couple of lanes away from that place.

Well, I do not want to tell you the story of the movie here. You could do far better seeing the movie yourself. What I want to tell you through this blog post are the special things about the movie that have left everlasting influence on my life. 

The simplicity of the character in speech and thoughts is the uncanny highlight of the movie. His straightforwardness was shown in the incident where one of his friends-to-be introduces himself as, “My name is Benjamin Buford "Bubba" Blue. People call me Bubba.” In reply Forrest says, “My name is Forrest Gump. People call me Forrest Gump.” Such was the character that made an impact in the way I live my life at present.

In this age where we are taught to lie to avoid detrimental situations, this man with below average intelligence does not mind speaking the ruthless truth on his way to the zenith. He has never left the path of truth and genuineness even when he was thrown to the wolves in the school bus, in the Army training camp or when his girlfriend left him. He stood up and continued with his life as it came.

In his journey from a kid with leg braces to the well accomplished man waiting for bus in the bus stop, with a below average IQ throughout, Forrest achieved so many feats which are mostly unthinkable for a normal man with more than average intelligence. His acts in the movie seemed stupid to others, but he was never a stupid. His mother, who inspired him all the way, once told him, “Stupid is as stupid does.So, he knew that he would be a stupid only if he does stupid things – it does not matter what others think I am doing, I would ensure that I do no stupid! Forrest proved to be one of the smartest ones around.

The film is full with witty proverbs and educative instances. One does not fail to see the humor in the acts, but I feel his weird behavior in diverse circumstances and the way Forrest narrated the stories of his life to the nameless strangers sitting around him can be the only things that can be laughed at. Whatever else he does in the film is something to learn, imitate and practice in life, daily.

Life is not the same always. It changes its form and shape every moment. Forrest was always prepared for life and whatever came towards him. His mother used to say that life is like a box of chocolate (obviously, in their part of the world at that time of the era they used to get chocolates of various flavors, shape and size in the same box) and you’d never know (when you put your hand in the covered box, grab something and take it out) what you’re going to get. It can be anything – what you have expected or that which you have never expected at all. So, be prepared. And Forrest was prepared for that – when he was slapped for saving his comrades in the war or when after years of separation he meets his girlfriend, comes to know that they have a kid together and his girlfriend dies. The ups and downs in his life never deterred him from his path – he just walked on.

When I see myself today and the way I live my life, I find a lot of influences of Forrest. Initially, it was intentional – when I tried to incorporate his ways in my life, wherever possible – asking myself, what would Forrest Gump do if it was him? After years of watching the movie and getting inspired by his character, his deeds and his words I am thankful that I saw that movie in early days of my career. Forrest has inspired me since then, in almost every step of my life.

Not every day you come across such a character either in a book, movie or in reality who can persuade your ways of looking at and dealing with things. Those who have seen the movie would know what I have experienced. I have watched that movie more than twenty times in last 10-12 years. For those who have not seen the film, I have a special request to go and watch it, from wherever you can. It is always better to watch it yourself, rather than listening to what I or others have to say about the movie. It will be a memorable motion picture for sure…

Wrote it for a Blog Competition in Office

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Wednesday, April 3, 2013

If tomorrow never comes…

Today is the last day of the world!

Are you sure? Do you realize what you are saying?

You are? Ah!

That means, there will be no tomorrow! Will the Sun not rise tomorrow? Will the sky not showcase the sparkling stars anymore? Will there be no moon to lit up the dark night sky?

If the world comes to an end tomorrow, there will be no birds chirping; no animals hopping; no cloud – no rain – no water – no oceans; there will be no newspaper anymore – there will be no news; the factories will come to a standstill; the vehicles will not start off with any new voyages; no glossy mornings and no dusky evenings; no wrongs and no rights; the offices will lay unattended; there will be no wind to blow away the dust that accumulates on the papers and stationeries – nay, there will be no paper, no stationary, no office and even no wind at all! There will be just nothing left on this earth.

And you are saying all this is going to happen from tomorrow?

Oh! That’s hard to believe but if that has to happen, it will. Not much that I can do to stop it, isn’t it?

It’s doomsday, at last! But then, even if the world comes to an end tomorrow I still will have today. There are still a few things that I can do, and I will.


I will keep thinking about you, till the last second passes away. Thinking of you I will keep smiling, till the last being gives up the ghost. I will close my eyes and hold you as close as I can and whisper my heart out in your ears, till the last life on earth perishes. Till the last man standing drops, I will keep you and your love close to my heart and hold on to them. If there is no tomorrow, let me have you all by this day itself.

I wish!
One last time…

If tomorrow never comes, I would spend rest of my life in the present day, with you in and around me in every way possible. I would like to still believe that whatever you told me are all true – that you would love me and that we will stay together forever. I would still like to believe that you are right here in my arms, wrapped up by my warmth, silenced by my songs, immersed in my affection and responding only to the breathes I take. I would still like to believe that you are sitting with me as always, smiling along; even if you are not here, not anymore!

Your thoughts are the only thing left in this life of mine, and nothing but your mere presence can make me feel like living, again. The world ended the day you were gone! So, if tomorrow never comes, it hardly matters – it hardly matters to me, my love.

This was written for a Blog Competition in Office.

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Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Those Twenty Minutes…


There are moments in life that change you forever. There are phases in life that come and engulf you entirely and make you a different one. These moments are so hard to capture; they slip away like water on any oily surface. They are like lightening - momentary but leave behind everlasting memories! Words can mere tell you what happened – but to feel and understand what actually happened you need to be there – see, hear, smell and touch everything to ‘know’ what happened. Here is the inside story, in words…

All this while, I was growing up. I have my father, whom I look up to whenever I found myself at bay. I have my mother who has been ever caring and attentive to my smallest wants and needs. I have a caring wife too, who even tells me when to eat, what to wear and where to invest! I do not have to be on my own, take responsibility and make decisions all by myself. But these twenty minutes that I am going to talk about now, have made certain huge variations in my life, hereafter.

It was the first day of the year, 2013 when I and my wife had to go to the hospital in the very dawn, in our own Nano. The doctor had summoned us that time, for the most precious thing that happened to us, since we got married. My wife was to deliver our first child!

We were waiting outside the OT, dressed in OT dresses and waiting for the doctor to come and start the operation. There was another couple who went into the OT next to us and came out with a baby boy. That must have been a great feeling, we thought, of holding the new baby close to you. We were waiting.

A few minutes after taking her inside, they called me in too. “Are you the husband of Maitri Majumder?” the nurse came out of OT and asked. I knew that I was about to be addressed in a different way as I would have a new feather in my cap soon. I nodded and she signaled me to get into the OT.

I was little surprised as the father of the earlier newborn, went a long time after the mother was taken in; and I heard the first cry of that baby within seconds of the father getting inside! Were they letting me in by mistake? Anyways, I went in – not the first time in an OT, but first time ever for such special occasion. I looked around – theatre lights, nurses, doctors, instruments and the non-stop monitors’ beeps made me feel little obnoxious, but I stood there in the middle of all that and waited by her head, as she laid down on the bed, half conscious, looking around.

After another few minutes, that moment came, when the doctor pulled out the baby and showed it to me. I heard the first cry, as he came out of his mother’s womb. He was hanging from the doctor’s hands, when the doctor told me, “See, your baby.” I was almost numb. I just nodded in affirmation and stood there motionless. “You have a boy, congratulations,” the anesthetist told me from behind, giving a super jerk to my shoulders – as if I was under the influence of his anesthetics.

I don’t remember if I thanked him then. I remember going near my wife and giving her the news. It seemed she heard it already and she smiled, “yes.” There were tears running from her eyes and reaching her ears. She was eager to see him.

The newborn was detached from the mother as the dressing of her wound started and he was moved to a table in the corner of the room, where there was another doctor and two nurses, who were to ‘clean’ him up. I was not able to move – standing at the same position as earlier – indecisive, whether to be there with the mother or go to the corner of the room to take a look at the child.

The pediatrician, who was handling the baby, pulled me out of the vacillation and almost commanded me to go and stand near the baby. He started asking me all sorts of ‘unnecessary’ and ‘redundant’ questions – like where are we from, how is the weather there in Assam (I wonder, if people would ever realize that every person from the North-East India is not a resident journalist of Assam), where do we stay in Bangalore and everything else that would be utterly superfluous that time. I know now, why he was acting that weird – to relax me and bring me back to reality – slowly and in his own peculiar way.

He ‘cleaned’ the baby, took his measurements and did those initial tests and vaccinations. Then came the time, when I had to cut the umbilical cord that hung out of the newborn’s naval. I and my wife had already decided that I will be the one who would do it and not the doctor. The gynecologist had already cut the major part of it while detaching the baby from the mother. But it was this ‘rest of it’ that needed to be severed. The doctor holding the baby asked, “Are you going to remove the ‘rest of it?’” pointing to the umbilical cord. I nodded in avowal. He put two strong clips in two places on the cord and gave me a pair of scissors, pointed me to the middle of the clips and told me, “Cut it right here. Don’t worry, he will not feel it.” I cut the cord and it gave me the feeling of cutting thick end of a cloth with a blunt pair of scissors. I had to press a couple of times before the cord was cut into two. I was coming back to my senses.

The pediatrician then made me take a couple of pictures too! I totally forgot that I had arranged for taking pictures until he told me to do so. The nurse carried the newborn and showed him to his mother. I captured those moments too. She was all awake, aware and asked questions about the baby, using some medical jargons which were very common to everyone in the room except me, the ignorant and illiterate one. She asked the doctors so many things even while lying on the bed and the doctors were also answering her queries. Only once both the parties were in agreement, she felt little relaxed.

The baby was all wrapped up and now ready to be taken out of the OT. The nurse who wrapped him up was about to give him to me. I was scared – again! I requested her to take him to the ward, as I followed her. She put him in the small cradle they had in the ward. They shifted the mother within half an hour’s time too.

The twenty odd minutes that I passed in that OT, had made me see many a things that I was afraid of watching all my life – blood, knives, needles and everything else that were there in that room. It was like a real movie that I was part of, in that operation theatre. I can remember each scene of it as if it has happened just minutes ago. And I am sure of remembering this for a long time to come.

And ever since we took him in our lap for the first time, the new journey began! We were parents now – and me? A Father!


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