"1,00,000" Readers of ARB !!!

            394TH BLOG -->>

         On 21st April, 2011, my blog surpassed the readership of 1,00,000 members. I am just flying in air since then that 1 LAKH people have visited my blog and read it. I always liked to give my views on several topics even when people didn't supported me. If I am sitting in a group where 10 members are saying that they didn't liked Dabangg or Sachin plays for Record, I don't fear to stand up and be the 11th and the only person to say that I liked Dabangg very much and Sachin plays for the country and not for himself. So, when I found the medium of blogging to speak up, I knew somewhere in my heart that people will like my blogs. I have never been a big fan of literature so I knew in the beginning that my grammar is annoying but still I stood up and started publishing my thoughts. I wanted people to know what I think about different issues and what is going up in my life rather than showing them that my English is very powerful. I never wanted to do any thing with the language, what I wanted to do was with the thoughts and the time they are spoken about.

              When I started writing against MNS and Shivsena, many friends and well-wishers asked me to boycott writing about them. This was a big time for me to think whether to continue the protest of these local parties or to sit quietly and watch them thrash people and snub leaders in the parliament box. I went into the environment when I thought of creating a blog on Internet and started penning my thoughts, I realized that I opened this blog to let people know what I think of various issues which are controversial and interesting. So, I decided that night that I will not discontinue writing about these people and give a loud knock to the people reading my blogs and let them know that these guys aren't doing a right thing to our country and our people.

              My people who knew me were too happy to see my stand on these issues. They got to know a daring and audacious side of me which surprised them. People always knew me as the person who keeps cracking jokes but never speaks at the time of anyone's fight as he wants to be at the safer side. When we used to play Cricket in our colony and there used to be a fight on a Run-Out, even when I used to know the decision, I never used to speak in spite of several abuses hurled on me. So it was a shock and a surprise for my childhood friends to see a new form of me. Today, when I have achieved the love of 1 lakh people from all over the world with America being the 2nd highest readers of my blog after India, I can just say that it is my friends who have made me reach here where 1,00,000 people are reading me. I would have lost my confidence 5 years back when some uncertain incidents happened with me at the time when I had to perform the best, but it is the expectations and care of my friends which compelled me to stand up again and give a start to a new life. 

               I never knew in the start that my Blog will get such accolades but when it started coming, I just kept thanking each and everyone in personal. Sometimes you get so upset with your life that you need people to bring you out from the state of solace. The medium of blog acted as a U-Turn of my life which augmented me from a depressed boy to an ambitious boy. Now, I want to be everything in life. A scholar which I can never be, a cricketer which I can not dream even in my next life, an actor which doesn't suits me because of my bad looks, a writer which I am trying to be and everything possible. I don't want to tell all I want to be because it will be a lot to digest for all of you. This blog has taught me one thing that its not you who do better in your life, its the people around you who push you to do the best. When I stand on the stage and start giving a performance, I always believe that its not me who is going to do the best now but its the people sitting in the audience who will clap and shout which will push me to do something elegant which I have never done before. 

              On this successful journey of my Blogging career, I thank all the 1,00,000 people who dared to type the link of my blog in their address bar and then managed to read the whole post. I want to thank few of them who follow my blog regularly. And going little deeper, all of them who keep commenting on every post of mine, a deepest thanks from my heart to all of you. You are the people who have improved me. This 390+ blog post would not have been possible if all of you would not have commented on my posts.

              Thanks.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU - 1,00,000*

Funny Scenario of Today's Practical Exam !!!

            393RD BLOG -->>

        Today, I gave my Practical exam of Semester 4. In my childhood, my teachers never taught me that Time travels very fast instead they taught me that Light travels very fast. On 17th January, 2011, our college was reopened. I got my result on 14th February. After getting ****ed up in the Semester 3's result, I promised myself that I'll do my best in Semester 4 so that I can bring my percentage back in the form. When Sachin slows down the run-rate, Sehwag beats the ball and augments the run-rate. When Gambhir waste the ball, Sachin hit boundaries and manage the run-rate. So, I thought that my average percentage has been dropped down, so I should start studying from February itself so that I can perform in the exam going to be held in May. But, in India we say that kuttey ki pooch kabhi seedhi nahi hoti and hence I remained the same as I was in the Semester 3. I had my exam today and last night, I didn't even know how to start writing a Visual Basic program. All this happened not because the subject is hard or the coding is difficult, this happened just because I never concentrated in the laboratory and even in classroom, I keep dreaming about something else and flow in the world of Writer's Dream.

             Yesterday i.e. on Wednesday, Yusuf came to my house at 8 AM as promised. We promised our conscious and heart that we will not divert our mind anywhere and we will just try all the programs so that we can run all the programs in the exam easily. I didn't had VB and ORACLE's software in my PC kyuki poorey semester mein kabhi bhi jaroorat mehsoos hi nahi hui program run karne ki. ;-). At 9 AM, we understood that these softwares can't be installed on my computer because of the Anti-virus program or compatibility issues. Yusuf wanted to see ROBOT and hence we became the follower of #RajniIsGod for 3 hours. ROBOT ended at 12 PM and Yusuf realized that we have our exam tomorrow. We went to college at 2 PM to get a new Set Up file from our friend Prasad who had original files. Yusuf went to his house and I don't know what took more than 2 hours to get the file copied into his pendrive that he returned back after 5 PM. Ultimately, we lost the whole day. Yusuf told me to come to his house after the Mumbai Indians match because his PC already had VB installed. 

              After Rohit Sharma hit that Six on the last ball and made my favorite team win, I marched towards Yusuf's home. After going there, we started studying seriously. I was thinking about VIVA again and again and I used to lose focus from what Yusuf was teaching me. I sat with him from 8 PM to 2 AM. In this 6 hours, I understood only one thing and that is "Computers" is a wrong field I have selected for myself. Whenever Yusuf used to feel little confident about himself, I used to make him remember that we have two thick books to read for VIVA tomorrow and he used to lose his focus too. We were also talking to students from our class and everyone was at someone else's house for practicing the codes but none of them were working. Everyone was busy in chit-chatting. It has been my childhood problem to chat with a friend when no one's around. I am too naughty and raunchy so I keep on talking weird things which excites my friends. Hahaha. Even if someone don't want to concentrate on girls, my talks can make him imagine that his bed is flying in the air and his girlfriend is sleeping with him on the bed. But I am not that fool too. Once the person is lost into sweet dreams, I make them remember about the exams and they get confused whether to concentrate on studies or complete the half-done job with his girlfriend on the bed of dreams.

               At last, we sat in the exam hall at 10 AM today. I slept for just 1.5 hours in the morning - 5.30 to 7 AM. I saw the question paper and said to myself - lag gayi beta. Suddenly, I remembered some codings of some programs which Yusuf taught me and I started doing them. I was successful in doing 2 programs of Oracle correctly but I got choked up when VB came at the front. I did 1 program using my fundas which madam rejected but still gave me few marks for it. The 4th program of VB was very hard which I unfortunately had to skip. I remembered the coding so I wrote it in the answer paper without performing the practical. 

                When the VIVA section began, all the classmates started shivering and I was confident about my prediction that someone will surely faint in a minute or two but my friends were mentally prepared for the F***ing session. No one fainted. Finally, my turn came. The external faculty was taking the VIVA of 3 students together. I went up there and sat in between of Siddhesh and Tushar. I answered the very first question as Sehwag hits the boundary on the very first ball of the inning. But the session after the first ball didn't acted as a good inning for me. Like a bad day of Sehwag, I got out at every question asked to me after it. In all, 10 questions were asked to us, out of which we gave answers of 2 questions. 1 was given by me and another was given by Tushar. I didn't had any idea about the answer given by Tushar about whether it was right or wrong but still when madam asked me "Is he right?", I confidently said, "NO". So, out of 10 questions, my group gave answer of just 1 question. At least I can feel proud for giving that 1 master stroke when my team lost by more than 200 runs. 

                This is how the practical exam ended. All the students of my classmates are thrashed today. No one performed brilliantly. Everyone cursed themselves for chit chatting with their friends the last night rather than running the programs. Now, my exams are starting from 29th April, 2011. I am just praying God and asking just one favour from him - My books have proposed me, I just don't love it and I don't want to accept its proposal but still I don't any other option so do something so that I can start loving my books and accept the proposal and start an affair with them. I hope God is working on my Lokpal Bill otherwise I'll have to start fasting and sit on Anshan. 

                 I hope external faculty would have given me Maximum Sixes award for that master stroke on the very first question. 

                Thanks.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU 

I Miss Rockstars of Nashik !!!

            392ND BLOG -->>

        Every person wants some lovely people around him with whom he can share everything we wants. I was in search for such a group from last so many years. Whenever I got any group, I changed my city because of my father's unstable job. He just keep moving here and there in search of a good salary. Even when he gets the best job, my pocket money remains the same. Leave this. Its a controversial issue for which I am going to merge with Shiv Sena to fight against it. Lets come back to the topic. In Nashik, I got a group of Arun and Manish. We used to hang out every time at restaurants. Manish's father had a factory and a shop. He used to visit the shop every morning and steal 500 or 1000 bucks and come to my area. Then, he used to take me and Arun to a theatre and we used to watch movie. Sometimes we saw a single movie for 3 times in a day. After theatre, we used to go to a restaurant and he used to give us an open invitation to order anything. We used to eat Tandoori chicken daily or a Chicken Handi. This group was wonderful. I enjoyed a lot here. 

              I also had another group in Nashik where my group partners were Mahesh, Bezaad and Salman. Here, the financier was Bezaad. Bezaad's father was a manager of a society where the bungalows were given on rental basis to rich society people. His father used to get lots of commission for it. Bezaad's parent used to give lots of money to him without asking where he spends them. We used to go to Chate coaching classes regularly. After the classes used to end, we used to go to Cyber cafe and book a PC per person. No one used to share PCs. I and Bezaad used to download computer's softwares. After sitting for 3 to 4 hours at Prashant Cyber cafe, we used to go to small thelaas or small dhaba type hotels and eat Dosas or Chinese or Pav Bhajis. After having a light food, we used to go to a Soda shop. This was the first time when I drank soda with these guys. Before this, I used to think that Soda is a alcohol but Bezaad told me that soda isn't an alcohol and its very tasty. We used to order Jeera Soda or Goti soda and have delightful drinks. After this, Bezaad used to take an auto and march towards his home which was some 5 kms away. I and Mahesh used to ride on Mahesh's bike, up on flyovers, behind colleges, near girl's hostel and at last used to pass his girlfriend's home. It used to be a total fun every evening. 

              I had one more group in Nashik where Abhijeet and Pranil were the members. I know you may be thinking k sirf group me hi ghusta rehta tha ye aur koi kaam nahi tha isey but I don't know how every group used to involve me into them and I used to be happy with each group as there was no politics between the groups. Whenever all the groups used to unite, we used to have 100 times better fun. Here, in this group, there was no financier. Everyone used to pay their parts and have fun. All three of us used to sit on the College katta or somewhere near to my house and crack jokes. All three of us had good sense of humour and a unique one too. So it was a fun to sit together and talk about our friends and imitate them and laugh madly. Pranil used to have a good sense of predicting future of everyone's life which used to make us laugh. Abhijeet had a good style of mimicry which used to be damn perfect. He used to imitate teachers and friend's parents. I had the capability of creating new abuses which used to be funny. This used to make both of them crazy. I still own this art. ;-) So, this group was damn funny and crazy. Whenever I used to sit with them after college, after reaching home, my jaws and stomach used to pain because of excessive laughter.

                When I left Nashik in 2009, I was feeling very bad because these friends were awesome and I never wanted to leave them at any cost. I never imagined before that that I would be the part of 3 different groups where I will be always loved and cared. One group where I got to watch movies and eat non-veg foods at the best restaurants of the area. Second group where I got to sit at Cyber cafe and get the rides of the whole city. Third group where I got the reason to laugh as I was going through the bad phase of my life during those period. I always heard that Mumbai is crazy and the youngster can drive anyone mad here but I had less confidence because I didn't imagined myself matching up with the Mumbai's youngsters.

                It took a time period of 2 years for me in Mumbai to get a perfect group in my class where I can laugh, enjoy, celebrate, share secrets an Yes, Abuse too. Here, the only problem is that there are various groups in my class but there's jealousy and politics creeping among each other. No one is happy to see a person from different group laughing and enjoying. I don't know how this grew but I really miss Nashik after all this. I'll talk about my Mumbai's groups and groupism tomorrow. 

                This is the first time when I thought that I should write about my friends from Nashik who gave me a wonderful life in that city. I want to be back there and tonight I am missing Nashik very much. I love you all, my friends !!!

                Thanks.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU