Wild Ride!
Written by Uthfull on March 30, 2006 – 4:44 pmWell 2005 was mainly a BAD & a SAD year for me.
Nothing went as planned. I know life is uncertain but everything was topsy-turvy.
The year started with me joining new tuitions for class XIIth. Everything was going smooth, I was actually going to the tuitions unlike 2004 in which I used to sleep sleep & sleep more…!
I was studying (YES!!!), attending school more than I had the previous year.
It was Mom’s birthday. Actually it was a day before her birthday. 7th July, 2005. All of us wished mum a happy birthday at 12 AM & then slept. Dad had come from Bhiwadi (Rajasthan). Everybody was happy… we were planning to go out the next day. But life is cruel. I woke up in the middle of the night, don’t remember what time it was. Saw the light in my parent’s room was on & my sister (roommate) was missing from her bed. I always sleep like a baby… deep sound sleep. Never ever wake up. But I dunno why I woke up that night, there was not even much noise.
So… I put on some clothes and as I proceeded towards the other room, my sister saw me. She rushed towards me. She looked tensed. She took me back to my room. She told me that Dad was not feeling well so they had called the doc. I asked her why they hadn’t woken me up.
But this is the biggest drawback of being the youngest member of the family. You are overprotected. It had happened once before too, in 1996, when dad suffered a heart attack. Though I was very young but I was never told where Dad & Mom had gone & what actually had happened to them. Actually, it didn’t quite bother me then, I was 7 years old, my grandma was there with me so I had nothing to be scared of.
Fast forward 10 years… it was different. I was going to turn 18 in december. I wasn’t a baby anymore. I asked my sister again but she said nothing. Just then my other two sisters made their way into the room. They told me not to go inside as Dad would get upset. I asked them again… what had happened? This time, Shivani, broke down. She came to me, started crying like crazy & all she said was “Rahul, something has happened to Papa, I’m so scared…!”.
I could speak no more. My elder sister, hugged me & was crying like a baby in my arms. I didn’t know what to say. All I said was Shivani its gonna be OK. She cried some more. But they didn’t let me go to his room. Finally, the doctor went, the lights were switched off. But before that, my mom called my uncle (mum’s bro) & asked him to come to Chandigarh immediately. That he did, from Faridabad.
I woke up the next morning, didn’t know how to face the truth. I didn’t know what had happened to dad. All that my sisters told me was that he was dazed & confused. I skipped school. I went into his room. He was asleep. I went to the drawing room. Mummy was sitting there, quietly sobbing. I went & asked her. She hugged me & started crying. I felt like crying too. But everyone in the house was sobbing. Out of the two male members of the family, one was down. I had to take over. I had to take charge. I consoled my mum. Asked her not to cry. Went to my sisters, consoled them too. After a few hours, Dad woke up. I went to him. He definitely looked dazed. Something sure was wrong. I sat there, casually & asked him how he was. He replied slowly. He was angry why mum had called the doctor at night when he was allright. But he wasn’t fine. I sat there, listening to him, he kept repeating the same thing, again & again. I kept listening. Nodding in agreement. I wanted to howl, I wanted to cry… but I couldn’t!!
Mamaji arrived. Mom started crying immediately. He went to dad, greeted him, enquired a little. It was then decided that we would take him to the hospital now for a check-up. We called Fortis, fixed an appointment in front of Dad. Just then, Mamaji asked Dad if he was ready to go for the check-up. Dad replied, “appointment toh fix kar lo!!”. Everybody was stumped! Just a minute ago, in front of dad, my sister had taken an appoinment. Dad didn’t notice… WHY?! My sisters & mum started making those scary , funny, nervous faces. My mamaji said jokingly that Dad must be joking, trying to tease everybody. I started laughing too just to ease everything.
Dad, mom, Mamaji & Mami went to the hospital. Came back. Broke the news. Dad had suffered a brain stroke. Mom was crying inconsolably. I just sat there, trying super hard to control my emotions. I acted all brave.
We went for dinner in the evening to celebrate mom’s birthday. No one was actually in the mood but it had to be done to make things a little better. Dad behaved unusually. I salute dad for actually putting up with everybody, going for the dinner even when he had no sensation in one of his arms, couldn’t hear at all from one of his ear, couldn’t see properly. But he never let us know that. He only told that to my mamaji.
One of my sisters, Garima had gotten her Lasik Eye Surgery done just one day before. So we had to take care of her too. It was all freaky!!!
Dad left with Mamji the next day for Delhi. Everybody was sad. They still cried. But I couldn’t. I dunno why but I simply didn’t want to cry. Not because I wanted to act all manly. But because now everyone was looking at me for support. This was the first time such a thing had happened.
I regularly missed school after that. All I could think about was Dad. Even he was worried about us. So it was decided that the whole family would leave for Faridabad & stay with Dad there. I attended the Freshers’ Party at school (17th July… m not sure though). As soon as the driver arrived, my mom called me. I left the party, came back home & left for Delhi.
Everybody in Faridabad kept asking me if I was allright. All the time, everyone’s eyes were fixed on me. Analysing me. I still could show no emotion. This overprotection was killing me!
Came back. Had missed a lot of tuitions & school already. Failed miserably in the first term examinations. Couldn’t recover at all after that. The tuition missing spree started. School attendance touched an all time low. Life was a mess!!
Then came October 7th. It was the last day of Sood’s chemistry class. I was all excited to go. I was driving my sister’s Kinetic Honda. I was near the Sector 19 Sadar Bazar. There was a lot of rush. But I was in control… only 30kmph. But just then, out of nowhere, an old lady came in front of me. BAM!! I hit her. I was shocked!! She was lying on the road, howling. I was shit scared. The cops came running. Shouting at me. I was all alone. I was not going to call Dad… no way! I decided to call mummy after sometime. She came, cried, pleaded. We took the lady to the hospital. Got her treated. But after a week, that fucking old retarted man called up my house & said that he was going to lodge an FIR. Dad & Mom had left for Delhi. The cop came home. Everybody hid. We didn’t open the door. We called Dad, asked him to return. He was at Ambala so it was not a big problem.
That thing was sorted out (partially). I failed yet again in the 2nd term. I failed once more in the pre boards. I had absolutely lost hope of passing 12th.
But then I studied, not much but still it was enough. I managed to attempt my papers well. I am definitely passing.
Shit happens! But its made me a stronger person. I no longer cry. I’m no longer scared of anything (lizards!!!). Though I’ve become more emotional & sensitive. I’m not the same Rahul I used to be till June 2005. I’ve grown up.
Small things can actually change you forever. Whatever happens, happens for a reason. I’m not complaining God. Its just because of you that I finally managed to pass! 
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March 30th, 2006 at 6:09 pm
oh man! yes, things happen n these things change everything….thats how life goes about, thats how things are. its all about a battle…a battle where we now we have to die one day….but we have to keep fitin…keep fitin everytime….sometimes we’re wounded…sometimes we win….sometimes we lose….n its all part of a thing they call life! n all we can do is keep fitin n keep going!
btw great post
March 30th, 2006 at 6:10 pm
sorry for that typo…its supposed to be ‘…we no we have…’.
March 30th, 2006 at 6:10 pm
typo again, damn love, its ‘we know we have….’
March 30th, 2006 at 6:49 pm
Rahul, dese small things r d biggest teachers in life. i can v.well understand wat u went thru bcoz almost d same happened vid pa in september. n u r rite ven u say dat u dint want 2 cry, bcoz a time cums ven u realise dat —its time u better take things on u! u just dun feel like cryin—u just feel like supporting.
March 30th, 2006 at 7:26 pm
rahul…there’s no doubt in my mind that you are one of the strongest persons i’ve evr met. i know what state you were in school but i never realized things were so bad. i’m sorry if you ever needed a friend and i wasn’t there for you. i remember when ur dad had d stroke i was shit scared. honestly, i was dying to call you up but stopped myself only cz i thought u wud have odr things on ur mind than recieveing phone calls filled with sympathy. i waited evryday wondering what ad happened n asked pranshu everyday when ud be back in school. i’m really glad things worked out fine.. and divya is right…this has made u stronger as a person. and don’t forget that wounds do heal.. most of the time it’s we ourselves that keep refreshing them. hat’s of to u bro! ur trully a hero in ur own way.
March 30th, 2006 at 9:37 pm
hey buddy,remember that everyone including an idiot can do great things when the right time and oppurtunity comes but it is only the very best and courageous humans who act bravely in their common day to day lives.
And rahul u r one of those admirable souls and the way u faced the crisis is truly incredible.
And friends this is not all about rahul—-i still remember his prompt reply to my queston which i asked him on the day shibani ma’am was brutally murdered—-i asked whether he would come to the cremation with me—his reply was crisp and clear —”Of course arjun,I will”which was quite unlike a very close friend of mine who refused to go point blank.
I think it takes lots of guts to act as rahul did.
Bravo !! rahul
well done
i feel really proud to have a friend like you.
Arjun
March 30th, 2006 at 9:49 pm
Harry –> I had figured out wat u wanted to say in the first reply itself.
Yup we gotta fight fight n fight. Niharika care to give tuitions for dat? 
Divya –> Must’ve been tough 4 u girl. Thx for the comments
Niharika –> No wounds here yaar. Dad’s recovered, not fully though but still. I’m happy. And n sorry-worry yaar… its gud that u din call.. im not tryin to be mean here… but I actually wudnt have taken ur call. I was in no mood.
Arjun –> Wat can I say dude…. u even visit my blog when ur out of town!!
I’m proud to hve a frnd lik u 2 man… ur a special person.
Khanna –> OK I know that u hvnt n mite not even comment…. but dude thanks 4 being there when I needed u man!! Thanks!
I feel so relieved after having written all this down. When I was writing this down I had bcom sad again.I can read it whenvr I want 2 now. Not dat I want to refresh ugly memories…. but still its off my mind now. I can start thinking bout other stuff. I seriously know now how it feels to keep a diary… n its a damn gud habit. I’m gonna encourage everybody to write diaries… or simply blog.
AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH…. I FEEEEEELLLLLL GOOOODDDDD!!!
March 30th, 2006 at 9:53 pm
gud! cheers den !
March 30th, 2006 at 11:08 pm
im compltly SPEECHLESS….
no words to express your bravery man!!
wud just like to say..
im proud of u!
thanks for being my frnd,as u are a gr8 source of inspiration nd encouragement….atleast for me!
bravo!!
March 31st, 2006 at 9:28 am
hey rahul…….this is wat sets u apart from others…… i still remember when ever we used to meet u always had a smile on ur face…..never made u know wat u were really going thru………feelz great having a friend like u………. take care
March 31st, 2006 at 10:45 am
an old hindi saying
aag me tapkar hi sona kundan banta hai
or english sayin
wen things get tough tough gets going
March 31st, 2006 at 12:43 pm
Hey Rahul!!First of all,THUMBS UP to u buddy,u made it through one of the most trying Times of ur life,that to with flying colours.That really is sumthin dude!I dont know ya,but i hope to change all that pretty soon
This latest entry of urs Totally hits d nail on d head.Life really is a WILD RIDE Rahul,n ur entry stands testimony to dis.Honestly,i really cant even imagine d extremes of emotions n anguish that mustve ran through u last year,but d very fact dat u overcame all of dese hurdles n persevered,deserves every bit of admiration u receive from me n everyone else for dat matter.N luk at u today,Rahul Serin,a stronger person n standing tall.As Niha said,”Kudos to u Rahul” 
Chalo,it was nice to talk,no sorry,it was nice to Comment on ur entry buddy:)) Goodbye n livestrong(i Know it sounds kinda Corny :)) Cya
March 31st, 2006 at 1:40 pm
Jaskiran –> There’s a deaf n dumb skool opposite my house
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AJ –> Dosti ki “Khushboo”
!!
Kumar –> Where do u get these lines frm? Nice man!
Vishesh –> Thanks for droppin by. The name’s Rahul Sarin not Serin
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Thanks for ur valuable comments ppl…
March 31st, 2006 at 2:50 pm
Hey Rahul,man……., u av shaken every bit of me!! kudos 2 u!
At d Freshers’ wen i was told dat u were 2 leave early, I asked Ankit wat d matter was?He casually told me dat ur pa wasn’t well! But u, sittin’ next 2 me were totally unperturbed! D fake smile u carried jus didn’t let me guess wat u were really goin’ thru! N then u got up 2 dance & i thought it was somethin’ very minor! But i jus wanna tell u dat after reading ur post, i sat weeping in my chair! Jus then Abhit was online & i asked him if he had any clue bout all this n he said u ad not even spoken 2 him! I had always heard dat men r stronger dan women, but now i realise dat deep down in them lies a very vulnerable n tender heart!!!! I cherish having a friend lik u
March 31st, 2006 at 4:44 pm
Ritima –> Arre yaar… kyun meri image ki bhurji bana rahi hai!!
vulnerable, tender…!!
Yes, actually no 1 quite knew bout all this.
The fake smile…. well wat can I say… m a gr8 actor!!
N ur nt a bad frnd 2 yaar… its just that m btr!!
Those who think they know Rahul… well you don’t!!
March 31st, 2006 at 7:39 pm
rahul ystrday aftr readin i realsd that ur definatly not wat u show.
there’s a dffrnt rahul altogethr then the outside one.
arjun told me last ngt that he knew all this.& he also said that no1 knows rahul at all.
nd i vry well agree..
v’r really sorry for not being able to undrstnd u!
March 31st, 2006 at 7:53 pm
Mitron yeh sorry vagerah kahan se aa gaya?!!!
I neva told this 2 nebody. I like keeping things to myself.
So if u din kno… its not ur fault at all. N I’ve have already rcvd a lot of support frm all of u. All I need is dat all of us remain frndz…. dats it. Waise bhi… khud soch… even if u had known all this at that time…. wat cud u hve done??
March 31st, 2006 at 7:58 pm
ur right rahul(as usual!!)
dnt worry we will always be dere for u & togethr.
March 31st, 2006 at 8:09 pm
theek hai theeka hai!!
March 31st, 2006 at 8:48 pm
rahul baby, Men don’t cry.
I have seen my dad hit by an auto and lying on road, and more worst things also.
All I am alive in this world is to see my own end.
Cheers!!, the preveious line is a heavy one. but the bottom line is never give up
April 1st, 2006 at 2:23 pm
Well said man…. thx!