Let me press 'Rewind' button of my life's remote control and collect beautiful memories. Unfortunately, I do not have 'Pause' button, otherwise I would have paused at my college days. Well, I am not gonna write from childhood, schooling, college days n all that, otherwise it may end up into Biography rather than Blog. I just want to collect few memories when I was on cloud 9, when I broke up into tears, when I made my parents tensed, when I made myself tensed, when I was so
embarrassed, when I gained so much respect etc., etc.
When I was on cloud 9
It was 10.30 pm in my college. Since morning, I was there with hungry tummy. I already had got rejected from
TCS,
MBT (now it is Tech
Mahindra)... it was our 3rd placement but the firm was very small ..
CSSI (Hyderabad). Also I had not fixed my company for my last semester project. I was very tensed. somehow I reached the final 11 out of 230 started giving written test initially. At the intro session, MD and HR executive had already declared that they are gonna grab only 1 student. Don't be
surprised, company strength was only 40.
Company MD,
Abhinav Dave, started disclosing the selected students. First was
Chetan Ladha. A room got converted into a huge round of applause. He
continued, second student is
Abhinav Prakash. We all were shocked as they already declared that they are going to select only 1 but still they chose 2. I thought okay, let's wait for 4
th company. I almost started going out of the room. When I reached to door, some words reached to my ears. "And 3rd and last student is Ni...
Nis...
Kinariwala" (Mr. Dave had hard time to
pronounce my name). I turned my face 180 degree and rest of the folks also turned their face 180 degree to me.
Maaaan, I was just speechless. They finally completed their formalities and said "Welcome to
CSSI". The best part was, I got to finish my last semester project in the same company. So even that worry was also gone. What a moment.... My technical round was not at all good, but still Mr. Dave was somehow impressed by looking at my educational background and my HR round talk. I reached home by giving some extra bucks to the auto person who dropped me. I hugged my dad n mom. My dad became emotional and his eyes got wet.
Woooow, what a moment it was. I thought it was the most happiest day of my life.
When I broke into tears..
Well, I am not gonna write I got hurt or I did not go well in exam and all that. I remember one incident which is very touching for me. During my childhood, our economical condition was not good. We used to have a side business of selling
asafoetida (
heeng). My dad used to buy it from Surat. He used to carry big boxes in general coach in a train, my mom used to pack it in small packets and then we used to sell it out. Me n my bro used to sell them in our school. One day (I guess I was in 4
th or 5
th class), I gave cpl of packets to my school teacher and I had 20 bucks with me. On those days, I did not have a wallet so I kept it in my school bag.
When I reached home, I tried to find 20 bucks in my bag and surprisingly I couldn't get it. I kept on searching for 10
mins, I searched inside all my books and notebooks, but I couldn't get it. I don't know whether it fell down somewhere or somebody had stolen it. I really have no idea about it. I remember, I went into corner of the bed and cried for at least 30-40 minutes. In those days, for us, even 1 Rs. coin was like a wheel of cart so I avoided to tell the incident to my parents. My dad used to go and buy
grocery by cycling 7-8
kms just to save 20-25 bucks so of course, it was a big amount for me. Till 2 weeks, I could not come out of this incident.
When I got embarrassed..
There are 3 incidents so far when I got
embarrassed a lot.
1st...
After my placement, I was in Hyderabad with my new group of friends. Daily we used to sit at one juice center with my new friends (
Manio,
Arbo,
Ladho,
Dipu,
Vatsy,
Darshit,
Bhaggu). As per daily schedule, we were doing birdwatching and talking some nonsense. Suddenly we realized that the guy sitting next to our group is listening our talk carefully. We ignored him and again involved in our activities. Again we realized that he had a keen sense of hearing. Bloody I
don't know, what went wrong, I started abusing him in Gujarati. I was feeling so much of freedom because I was in Telugu land, so I was so
bindaas and giving him all the
gujju gaalis. Continuously I abused him for 10
mins. I did not leave a single
gaali and went crossed all the limits. After couple of minutes, he went away.
Second day we were at the same place as per our regular schedule. I saw him coming towards us.
Dipu pointed out by telling me "
Nisu, jo pelo aave che". He reached me, put his hand on my
shoulder and told "
Kem baka, kaale bahu gaaro aapi te (what man, yesterday you abused me like anything)". BLOODY THAT GUY WAS
GUJJU. For 2 minutes, nobody spoke a single word. It was a
pin drop silence.
2nd..This was also in Hyderabad. Me and
Ladho were having lunch in "
HotRottie" mess. At that time, we were at the old place which was on the terrace of one house. So it had 2 rooms and a big terrace. There was a girl (I don't want to disclose her name) who also got selected in our company from different college. At that time, she had called her parents and she was having lunch with her parents in inner most room. She saw me and
Chetan and called us to meet her parents. Her dad was looking more elder than her Mom. She started..."here is my mom". I said, "Hello auntie". She was about to introduce her dad and I interrupted her abruptly and said, "Oh, is this your grandpa, right?". They 3, me and
chetan, we all 5 were shocked. Again it was a silence and we all looked at each other by shocking face. She said, "He is my DAD".
Ohhh man, why the f***, I interrupted her, why the heck I
din't keep my mouth shut.. I said "SORRY" thrice and immediately ran away from the room.. Till 1 week, I did not have eye-contact with that girl.
3rd...First two are nothing. This incident was '
baap' of all the
embarrassment. But I don't want to disclose it here. My
hyderabad roommates know about this.
The worst days..
Since day 1, my dad had a dream of making both his sons to be doctor. My mom and dad spent there whole life to make their dream true. It was 50% done as my bro was already in medical. I was also a ranker
throughout my schooling, and also I was younger so they did not want to repeat some mistakes which we they did for my bro. But somehow I started degrading since 11
th standard. In each exam, my graph was exponentially going down. And I got only 51% in school preliminary exam. I put my whole family in big time tension. I was so scared to give mock test.
Neither we had any family business not I am coming under reservation quota, so it was a full tension. I never saw my family with being so stressed for 4 months (January-April, 2001). Those were really worst days of my life. Generally board exam happens in month of March, but in 2001, it was an earthquake in Gujarat so they postponed the exam. So I got some time and prepared well and somehow I managed to get 92% in board exam. It was a big relief. Again my dad started dreaming to send me in Medical. But for 1 mark, I did not get in and I chose IT.
When my inner soul patted me...
I was in 9th standard. My dad had a fever. It was there for 2 days and then our family doctor diagnosed that he has falsiparum and he needs to be hospitalized. We called couple of my papa's friends and we went to hospital. At that time, my bro had university exam and he was there in Jamnagar, so deliberately we had not informed him. Me and my mom were staying in a hospital. Our all relatives were staying out of Ahemdabad. And we did not even inform everybody as we did not want to give them trouble. After 3 days, my mom also got caught by falsiparum. We shifted from special room to semi special room so both my mom and dad can stay in one room. On one bed, my dad was there and on the other my mom was there. It was first time in the history of hospital that both husband and wife are lying on the bed in the same room. We informed our relatives but somehow nobody was able to come before 4 days because all of them were stuck up with some work.
I had stopped going to school. Till 4 days, I was there in a hospital. I used to give them medicines on time, sponging them with cold water, measuring temperature regularly, co-ordinating with doctor and other staff, giving them proper food by taking from our neighbours and some friends and of course I was doing other crucial nursing stuff. Night time, I used to spend at my neighbour's home and again in the morning I used to go there on bicycle by taking all the necessary stuff. In the night, either some neighbour or some friend (1 male and 1 female) used to stay there. We got a very good support from all of them. We are really thankful to them. But whoever used to come, they used to tell the same thing .. "Nisu, tu to Shravan bani gayo (Nisu, you became Shravan)". I could not realize at that time, but now I can realize what a time it was. Then after my parents got discharged and my aunties came from Surat, Ankleshwar and all of them spent 1-1 week accordingly because both papa n mummy had so much of weakness. Man, what a time it was !!! I hope nobody will face this ever.