Weirdest Day

Man proposes God disposes.... i ask why.
What a day!!!! It started off pretty nicely with my Mom's birthday on my mind. I woke up pretty late and the first thing i did was wish my mom. She is the best person in the world and the only one who could make me cry. The whole morning was spent in preparing for the special lunch. My sweetheart, the one year old deepika had come with her family. The menu was mysore masala dosa. I had spent considerable amount of time grating carrots, beetroots etc. But it was worth it. The lunch was a hit and I spent great time with my sweetheart.
Later in the noon i was surfing the Internet and around 4 i get a text message from my friend. It just said "Chibbar left us".
That message hit me like a meteorite. My mind went blank completely. Never it had happened before. Akshay Chibbar, one of my closest buddies was dead. He was in coma for 6 days now after a terrible car crash. I called pinku, the friend who messaged me. He was at the mumbai airport about to board a flight for delhi to see Akshay's condition when he got the call from akshay's mom. I was crying when i spoke to pinku. I know even he was. The call length was for 3 minutes but we were silent for more than 2 and half minutes. All I could say to him was "I would call up later".
I left my room, went to my bed and was lying there totally unaware of the world. My parents thought I was asleep but actually I wasn't. I was broken; broken into million pieces. The loss of my friend was still sinking and I couldn't bear to see my mom. Today was the day she was born 48 years ago and today is the day I lost my closest friend. Had i faced her I would have wept into her arms. She has this magic of getting the tears out of my glands.
I got up from my bed at 6. Told my mom about Akshay. She was shocked and upset. I shouldn't have done that but I just couldn't stop myself. Later in the evening I went out with my dad for some shopping. He told me that there are 2 things in the world which God has reserved the rights to himself. These are Birth and Death. Neither of these could be manipulated by humans and we should accept it as everything happens for a good reason. I had this little spiritual chat which helped me overcome the shock.
At night we had a family get-together with my relatives coming over for dinner. Things did become lighter in my head but the moment I close my eyes Noni's(Akshay) face pops right in front. It would be sometime before I can be normal.
Till the next post....Bye bye

Life Sucks......

Life is a mystery
Full of History
Live it the way
Like the waves on a bay.

Some lines I had written few years back. I was a kid then, and for me all life meant was to get up in the morning and do the daily activities before sleeping again at night. But sometimes it becomes too difficult to actually live. We all have been through some day in our life when we said LIFE SUCKS. One such day for me was yesterday. One of my closest friend was leaving Mumbai for ever and another friend was fighting for his life in Delhi. I was shattered. Yesterday I realized that an ever optimist like me can also use the title of this post.

When it rains, it pours.

So appropriate are these words in yesterday's context. Why does God have to put us all through such stringent tests of life? Life teaches us and it will keep doing it but why do we have to learn the most important lessons the hard way? Mysterious questions.
I may sound crazy but that is what my state of mind is right now. Hope fully I may get you something nice to read soon. See you at the next post. keep visiting.

F.R.I.E.N.D.S

I am a crazy fan of the TV show friends. I must have watched all the seasons at least twice. So involved was I that I started imagining people around me to be as simple and trustworthy as the characters in it. Obviously I had to learn the truth the hard way.
I learned that there are 3 types of people in this world.
One---FRIEND
Two---ENEMY
Three and the most dangerous---BACKSTABBERS
The people in the first category obviously are the best. They would do anything to be with you. They would never get you wrong. Even if you abuse or fight with them they would let it pass their minds as if it never happened.
What can I say about the people in the second category. Everyone must have at least one person from this category, just to add spice in life. You love competing with such a person. The ecstasy on seeing the defeated face of this person is heavenly. These people motivate you to work harder. You may think me to be crazy saying enemies are good but they actually are. Just imagine how boring life would be without having a person in your life whom you want to kick on the face.
The third and the worst category are backstabbers. These are the most dangerous because they hurt you emotionally. Physical injuries can be healed but emotional and mental injuries are pretty bad. They can simply throw you off your goal in life. Backstabbers are your "acting friends" whom you think are trustworthy but in return are those people who hate you and conspire against you all the time. If you have the gift of recognizing these type of people then you are the safest of all the people.
Unfortunately my encounter with the third kind was pretty often and usually I was blown off my feet. Always wanted to get back on such people. But i was brought up in an environment where people would die for each other. That environment was provided by my school Rashtriya Indian Military College(RIMC) Dehradun.
A school where we were taught the values of life along with some military discipline. I wont go into much details. All I want to say is, the friends that i made during my stay there are those for whom i can do anything and i know even they would do anything for me. Maybe it was the discipline that binds us or the common punishments. But we are one strong group called RIMCOLLIANS.
All I wanted to convey is that when you make friendship with a person, never ever give in more than what you get till the time you are pretty sure that the person is worthy of your friendship. Opening out yourself to people without thinking twice is a bad choice most of the time. So guys hope you get things I wanted to convey. Take care. Bye bye till the next post.

To start with let me tell you something about myself. I am Suheil Karkera. A guy with too much to give. But I do suffer from a problem. People get me wrong most of the times. Not that I am bad at expressing myself, but still most of the people get me wrong. This was one of the reasons i refrained from opening out to the world. But today something happened that made me realize that my life is worth learning from. So i must share my experiences and thoughts with the world. And what better medium than blogging.
Today while i was out shopping in the morning i encountered a unique situation.
The beginning of a riot.
It looked pretty interesting and I was surprised at my own curiosity to witness something as bad as that. I did get some snaps. The riot was regarding some shootout that took place at Nirmal's Mall, Mulund,Mumbai. The rioteers were forcing people out of the railway station. They were armed with swords. Most of them were sikhs. I wanted to get close to them and find out their psychology. Thank God a middle aged man sensed my curiosity and told me to run away from there. But I still managed to get some first hand pics just to satisfy myself. What I learnt from this episode was that there are so many things that happen in our life that we can share with people around us. Each person has his own opinion about anything. So when we discuss something we find there is so much to learn. That is why i started this blog. Hope you guys like it and provide me with your useful inputs. Till the next post. Bye bye