Pain Again ...

I felt this when I was leaving my country, my parents, my house and now it is coming back- An awful feeling of leaving people.
These three years have meant a lot to me. I have come across many people, learnt a lot from them.
To be honest, I am known as an introvert, busy with my own things not related much to the outside world. But for the past few months, I met few people who have not just pulled me out of my world but also showed me a very different aspect of life. Amazingly, they were in my life when I needed friends around, unknowingly they helped me heal and stand again. I was never so close to anyone.

The day I received my offer letter, I was excited to tell my friends as I have achieved what I wanted.
I was in my living room, my friends were all surrounding me and only one thing came to my mind “I am leaving”! That moment took me back three years when I was standing in front of my parents telling them about my intentions to come to US.

I just wanted to stop there, not tell anyone, just shut myself up, actually just not go. Soon the news spread, people have started congratulating me and I always have a grin in my face. Feelings like, “they just want me to go”, “why are they so happy that I am leaving” has started rushing in my mind. I know my friends are happy for me and are trying to support me, but right now I just need someone to hug me and say don’t go.

Between a Rock and a Hard Place

“127” Hours, the only movie till date that I could not finish watching.
Heartbroken to see a man helpless.

The director has done a great job in making audience visualize themselves in Aron’s place. When the boulder dropped onto him, my heart sank. “What is he going to do?” was the first thing that came to my mind. I guess many knew the story but I was among those few who had no clue about it. As the movie started taking its toll loads of things started coming rushing to me, How can he use the things he has within his reach? Then there were “if only” thoughts haunting me. If only he had told someone where he was going, if only he was accompanied by someone, if only he had been more careful, if only he had chosen a different route. Clearly those thoughts were also going through the head of the real Aron Ralston.

The movie also has a feel of "Castaway". A feeling of being alone and left alone,helpless.Boyle had made a successful effort in making me feel I was living that situation.
The scenes about his dreams –sleeping or otherwise – taking him back to his childhood, to his parents made me cry. When he started imagining himself with the two women he met before his fall and the party they invited him to, and then about the beverages of all flavours which was then followed by the “Gatorade” shot he had left in his car, I was done. I walked out of the theatre and couldn’t watch it anymore. I read about this movie and then the book later.

127 Hours makes you think about what a person can endure and learn as they fight for survival. This is not about nature vs. human or survival. After thinking over this episode I realized, Ralston did not loose his arm instead he gained his life back. Surprisingly, this has now bought an affirmation in my life. Can just think about four letters here.. Life here I come!