My Life

Note: This is published on 11/Jan/2010


It’s another morning……. Again I have to go to office. Oh , What the hell, I am not able to wake up , move my feet and hands.

Strange …One sec… Let me think what happened. I was going on a trip with my friends to Pondicherry on 15th August 2015. After that I don’t know what happened after that!!!. Its morning now, oh….. It’s already 8:00 AM?I will be late for office and my boss will get a chance to irritate me.

Where is everyone….??? I screamed.

“I think there is a crowed outside my room, let me check.” I said to myself. So many people waiting ….. Not all of them crying…But why some of them crying and some just standing. WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING??? I am laying there on the floor. I AM DEAD?

“I AM HERE” … I shouted!!! No one listened.”LOOK I AM NOT DEAD” … I screamed once again!!! No one is interested in me.They all were looking me on the bed. I went back to my bed room.”Am I dead??” I asked myself.

Where is my mother , dad, bro, my friends , my neighbor (Chinni)? I found them in the next room, all of them were crying… still trying to console each other.

My mother was crying.How can I go without saying my mother that I really love her, I really do care of her. ?

How can I go without saying my parents that I am  just because of them??How can I say that I love my mother and I had survived through my childhood hardship because of her.

How can I go without telling my friends that without them perhaps I have done most of the wrong things in my life… thanks for being there always when I need them… and sorry for not being there when they really need me.

I can see a person standing in the corner and trying to hide his tears…..Ohh…he was once my best friend, but a small misunderstanding made us part, and we both have strong enough ego to keep us disconnect.I went there.. And offered him my hand, “Dear friend… I just want to say sorry for everything, we are still best friend, please forgive me.”No response from other side, what the hell?? He is still preserving his ego, I am saying sorry… even then!!! Please one last time speak to me.But one sec….. it seems he is not able to see me!!!! He did not see my extended hand.

My goodness… AM I REALLY DEAD???

I just sat down near ME; I was also feeling like crying…”OH ALMIGHTY!!!! PLEASE JUST GIVE ME FEW MORE DAYS…”I just wasn’t to make my mother, dad ,  my bro ; my friends realize that how much I love them

“GOD!!!!” I screamed… a little more time plzzzzzzzzzzzzzz..

I cried…One more chance please…. to hug my mom and make her smile just once, to feel my dad proud on me at least for a moment, to say sorry to my friends for everything I have not given to them, and thanks for still being in my life……Then I looked up and cried!!!!I shouted….


I became conscious and I remembered that I had met with a worst accident while traveling to Pondicherry with my friends on my bike Pulsar 180. Bike was in pieces and half the bike was crash as a truck hit me headon as truck driver was coming from wrong side.  I was unconscious for 10-15 mins where the GODs showed me “WHO I AM” and “WHAT PURPOSE I CAME TO EARTH”. This shook me to the core of my consciousness and I have been a changed person from then on. Luckily I survived with GOD’s  grace with few injuries to my leg. I was limping for next 2 months. All those who gathered there at accident site couldn’t believe that I had survived. My friends dropped me to my home and i said them “Thank you for being with me” and “SORRY for screwing the trip”

I realized how important it is to enjoy every moment in life and give back the love which others have given in any little form. We have come on this earth as a child born in mother’s womb, so pure, true, and humble. A child is in LOVE and not fallen in LOVE (literally it means fallen in deep well). We should go as we came (like a child). So LOVE all beings in this world (different forms of LOVE).

I then kissed my Helmet which had saved me. Helmet now occupies a prime place in my home in Devara Mane. Its GOD to me.

I can see my mother happy now. I told them how much I care for them. They can hear me.

This is the happiest moment of my life…

I hugged her and whispered…. “U R THE MOST BEAUTIFUL AND CARING MOM IN THIS UNIVERSE…. I REALLY LOVE U DEAR” I can’t understand the reason of the smile on her face with some tears in her eyes, still I m happy…..

I realized that a neighbor of mine had passes away recently and I had grown literally spending all my time with them in their house. I never took any effort to console their parents and not visit him (dead). Finally realized this when Chinni came to me and asked me “Anna what happened to your leg, Why are limping “I was in tears. A small child so innocent and cares and ask about us. We grown up forget all this and indulge in all sorts if non sense things. So be like a child.


So, Now it’s not late… Forget your egos, past…………., and LIVE LIFE TO FULLEST………. Be friendly………………

Keep smiling and be happy forever.


13 thoughts on “My Life

  1. shashank hegde

    nice one.I agree …The other side of this same coin is when you are not egocentric enough to even get your point across and stand by it.Some time getting your point across requires assertion and to be assertive you need to believe in you (at least you should show so) ..!


    nice blog ..!

  2. You have done most of the wrong things in life because of friends 😉 (Partners in crime)…. and exactly how hot was your wife?? 😛

    on a serious note… nice post dude… really let your emotions speak

  3. richa mohindru

    This was awsum…start of the artcle simply feaked me out…in d humdrum of busy life..we often tend to ignore our family n dear ones…but it shook me to fear..a fear of death..a fear of endship…gr8 piece

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  5. Varuni

    such an emotional blog is unexpected from IAS officers….. but very nicely articulated sir, llike a true picture playing in reality… Truly gud.

  6. Mounika

    Hearty thanks for sharing your experience, also a detailed information about tips and references for CSE preparation. I respect your insightful choosing of career.

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