© Rohit Patel

Monday, March 5, 2012

Journey in the storm


The last departmental event of my engineering student life is finally over. It was a damn busy weekend after a long time. Today, I am spending some time resting at home, taking out time to understand what’s next??? The worries of getting a good job are still haunting; getting a campus placement is the only desperate thought on my mind. I wonder what the probability would be.. I know I have not performed to my best and the expectations would be a bit high from my side considering the acads point of view. But I have got to prove the point, marks are not everything. Sadly, I haven’t got any opportunity to prove myself yet.
The last Saturday was supposed to be a very important day for all unplaced (not offered campus placement) students in my department. A HR meet was organised as a part of Industry – Institute interaction program, to enhance the relations with companies and make the students aware of industry demands. I was expecting some big tycoons from the Oil & Gas Industry to address us and give a ray of hope at the end of their address. Sadly, there were hardly any top brass HR’s from the core companies and the only present were mainly dealing with consultancy and downstream industries. The expectations were all derailed at the beginning of event when the list of dignitaries was announced. Then, one by one they were all giving their presentations. All of us were taken by surprise when one of the HR had the result stats of First Year Engineering students of Pune University on the first slide of his presentation. Like everyone present I was shocked to see the stats, hardly anyone amongst us was aware of the results declared a week ago. It showed around 19000 students appeared for exams and only 19 of them scored a Distinction!!! Adding more around 70% students cleared with backlogs… SAD! SAD! SAD! Was the only sound that was heard..  my friend sitting next to me whispered “cheers! We are a part of univ which is so called Oxford of the east!”. It reminded me of horrible years that I have had recently all thanks to the rotten education system around. The reality strikes hard, and every PU engg student would know it better. The decision of taking admission in PU was the worst decision of my life. But now that I have had all the worst experiences and failures, I have grown stronger and somehow I feel the good is about to happen. “Every dark cloud has a silver shining”, so do the dark clouds in my life…
Forget it! I am motivating myself to stay optimistic! The recent years have taught me to be a warrior wherever I go and however the situation is… I just need a single damn opportunity. I am not sure if I’ll get the best but at least I’ll have the satisfaction of putting the efforts. Coming 3-4 months would be the last months of my engineering life, some of my colleagues have already got offers from some big companies. I am getting desperate every single day, regretting the time I didn’t give my best. But don’t know why I am seeing myself employed soon after graduating. I am feeling the positive energy in me, for a change I am no more tensed. Not worrying about the last semester results that would out within a week. I am eager to prove myself, 10 years down the line I want to compare myself with the toppers in my class and see the progress stats. Somehow, I feel the storm in my life is all over and its time to sing… as it is rightly quoted “Birds sing after a storm, why shouldn’t we?”

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Life after death

I am going through an old dairy of mine, after a very long time. It has all the beautiful memories and wonderful writings I have seen and read in my life till now. I am going in flow with the sentiments as I am reading, they are hard to control.. I am missing those days... memories are only thing I have with me today, they are to be cherished and not to be forgotten. I want to live them again. After going through the memories in initial pages, I got on to the passage on 15th page, it has a very touching article sharing the sentiments of a person who is realizing all the sins he has done in his life. It's hard for him to overcome the sorrows he is living by virtue of all bad things he has done in his life. He is just a human and mistakes according to him are common. He is ready to take the punishment after regretting all sins he has done, he is depressed, he is sad, he has lost the hope of getting any forgiveness. He does not even have the courage to end his life, forgiveness is the only thing he wants... might be in his afterlife!

Life after death (Google image)

How did it, get to be like this?
Alone I sit, thinking the past was bliss
Mistakes I make, alone I must face
Hearts I break, are hard to replace
I was drinking, I wasn’t thinking
I hear my fate sounds like my heart sinking...

Life is a test, how did I get this stressed
Swore I’d never let anyone get my best
With love comes pain, I have only my self to blame
For the mistake I made, I’ll never be the same
Every day I pray, make it go away
I’ve never turned to god so hard, with nothing to say
Why should he listen to me now, I’ve never listened to him
But I’ve always kept faith, feared and believed for him to forgive my sins

I’m most sorry to you, loving me and being my girl
But I’ll hide my actions between us in this world
Hopefully we can get past this and grow
But never show anyone till death takes a hold

I can’t end my own life..
Please forgive me in the afterlife!


- Rohit

Sunday, January 1, 2012

Success - As you call it!

I have seen a great difference in views and understanding of people when they start defining Success. It not only relates to the variety of  people I have interacted with, it's me too who has had different definitions of success at  different stages of life. When I was young I saw the dreams my parents wanted me to see, being a topper in class, achieving great status in life and even the silliest being making big money in future by getting a good job. All those dreams in the childhood seemed to be the keys for happiness and prosperity for the future life. Success was always related to Winning, Achieving, Shining etc. Little had I known in those days the meaning of Failure. The fear of failing was so immense that I never had the guts to make any mistakes or to disobey any of my parents orders and when it came to my academics I was always afraid of getting low scores as my Dad was very strict then and never compromised with my percentile. Might be that was a reason I was 'successful' in achieving a good rank consistently in my school days.;-) The strictness of people around me had the power to crush me to the limits and force me to deliver the best. I never had the sense of comparing the happiness of receiving a gold medal with the happiness I had after winning an athletic race or the happiness I had in the vacations when I used to stay with my grandparents and other close relatives.

Success was always associated with studies, comparisons which today sound irritating were the tools used then on a regular basis to demoralize (give the sense of punishment) me every time I tried to act mischievous. The effects were easily seen, my report card always had very good remarks from my class teacher, but I went on becoming introvert, I hardly had a smile on my face, I never dared to move away from study table once Dad returned home in the evening, I never participated in any social events in my society, I never took interests in any extra curricular activities in school. I was known as a studious boy to all my teachers and friends. The definition of success was simple and straight forward - "Achieving good scores in school!"

As I grew up, the pressure put on me by my parents went down.My younger sister took a part of that focus away from me. I started feeling the liberty. It didn't take me much time to turn this liberty into freedom of choice. I started getting social, hanging out with friends till late in the evening, playing sports, doing all wild things I was devoid of doing earlier in my life. And for a change I was smiling... :-) I was in my 10th class by then. The word 'future' was never taken so seriously before, we had some guest visitors and counselors in school to whom I would very enthusiastically listen to. They were all from different professions, trying hard to convince us that the life in their profession would be better for us if we opted to. I remember my class had many football crazy fans, I being one of them. We were always targeted by our class teacher and principal for not focusing on studies and giving more attention to playing football (a useless thing for them). Our class teacher once grabbed the opportunity and fired at us on the right time when we were attending a class by guest lecturer - counselor. She asked the counselor to make us aware of the reality around, her intentions were loud and clear. She treated football as a distraction which was affecting our acads at crucial point of our career. The counselor made a very interesting point later, he asked what if we became a very good football players, we showcased a great talent and won all interschool matches? What would we achieve at the end of a day? nothing!!! According to him in India football had no future, it won't pay us to even buy a single football jersey. He suggested that we rather focus more on studies and score good to become successful in future instead of screwing up with our careers by wasting time paying attention to unwanted things (football). I, for a change thought a lot on the statements made by him and started ignoring sports, although it took me some time to make the choice. I happened to score low in one of the subjects in mid term exams. I was very disappointed as I was out of the top 5 ranks. A very kind teacher of mine called me then and motivated me to work harder. She made me understand the mistakes I had been doing, she asked me to realize the hidden talent in me. I was understanding everything she intended to say.  She ended up quoting a very fine thought "Success is never ending and failure is never final!". This was the first time I had came across the word failure and it sounded very heavy to understand. It made me take up studies more seriously and learn to prioritize things according to their importance. I never took interest in playing football after I passed out from school, the fact that it had no future always prevailed on my mind. :P


After schooling I somehow lost focus and was very less interested in studies. The myth that I could manage good marks without studying hard as in school made me suffer. I was taken away by the bad scores in my highschool. It was high time when me and my friends started thinking of our future career plans. Some wanted to go for engineering, some for medicals and others to management and hospitality sector. I always associated my career with a high profile job and of course big salary. Moreover I always wanted to be different, I never imagined of joining the IT or the Mechanical field which was very common then and even today it is one of the major and common attraction. I was scared of being a part of competition in these fields. But what did I actually want to do to become successful? I never had the answer. Fortunately, I ended up joining a renowned institution in Pune in the field of Petroleum engineering. It was the only institute in my state to offer that course. I had achieved the dream of getting into something different and more over Petroleum sector ranked at the top when it came to pay scales. I was happy with what I had achieved till then. But after joining the college, I started hating the life in engineering at early stages. Initially I was finding it difficult to cope up with burden of studies. The people around, unlike me were all very good academically and most of them from strong family backgrounds. I started hating the competition around. The results were always disappointing, inspite of my sincere efforts I was not getting what I expected for. Later life started improving a bit. I started taking interest in extra curricular activities for a change. I got into a very good group of students who were involved in all sorts of activities on campus. I started enjoying my life ignoring the sorrows that I had. It was the time I looked on to my future and started experiencing life in a different way. The definitions of living life were different for everyone. I came across various ups and downs in those days of my life. Success meant - keep moving forward, work patiently and never quit.

Audi A6


I used to see people drive BMW's and Merc's while traveling on the streets of Pune. I thought of them all as very successful people who had achieved great status in their life and in the society For me the luxury they had was an indication of their prosperity and success in their lives. I always had the urge of driving one of those 'dream machines', irrespective of the practicality, I thought I would make it one day for sure :-) Getting back to the reality, my college life was turning bitter and my colleagues were moving ahead of me or might be I wanted to stay away. I tried hard to motivate myself to keep moving ahead, it was tough though but not impossible. "Tough times don't last, but tough people do". One day one of our professors went out of his subject while teaching and started bombarding some philosophy which was uncommon in engineering classes. Initially it all sounded very boring, but later he added some humor to grab our attention. He was making some very common statements - work harder every single day, we should be the best in whatever we do, develop the winning spirit blah blah blah... All true but not worthy enough to pay attention to. His definition of Success was different, he quoted it somewhat like - "Success is that old A,B,C - Ability, Breaks and Courage". A few new words were added to my understanding of success.

Coach John Wooden Caring
 Later, one fine day I happened to see a video posted on Facebook profile of one of my friends. It read 'Motivational interview of Coach John Wooden Caring'. I easily get fascinated by motivational speakers. But this was something very special for me... one of the best that I have ever came across...
I am writing some very beautiful words said by him in that interview...
"I never like parents judging success of their kids on the basis of their grades. I can never say a child failed because he scored 'C' instead of a 'A' or 'B'. Everybody is different, everybody can't do that. Might be a child has given his best to score a 'B' or a 'C'. Success for some is temporary material possession or accumulation of prestige and power. I don't say they are wrong but my way of thinking is different. Everybody has a potential to do their best. There's no sense comparing a person with a 'A' with a person scoring a 'B'. Both are different and their potentials are different too. My understanding of success was different, then I came up with my own definition of success in 1952, it read - Success is peace of mind which is a direct result of self satisfaction in knowing you made the effort to put the best efforts you are capable.
There's nothing that can give better joy than giving and sharing. Sharing, its a great joy, as long as does not mean material things as most people think it might mean material things, no!.. Mother Teresa is the greatest person for whom I have the greatest admiration and respect, she lived a worthy life, a life of giving and sharing. A beautiful and successful life."

A touching way to quote success indeed. Coach John Wooden has inspired many people in his life, I was added to that list of people the very same day. I am sharing the link of video for the readers. Hope it will definitely inspire you...

Coach John Wooden Caring Interview

A simple understanding I derived from his interview was that talent is not the only thing that is important, what you do with that talent is more important.

- Rohit

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

The making of Konkan Biking Trip!

Woke up lazily on a fine day in the first week of December, Year 2008.. the light from the window said its a beautiful morning outside. Somehow managed to get off from the bed and headed on to look for the newspaper (Sakaal) lying outside the main door. Mom was ready with a adrak vaali chai, a hot tea made by mom is enough to kick start my routine in chilling winter days. Opening the newspaper and a cup of tea in one hand I was reading through the pages, finding nothing much interesting as always. Once again cursing the political news and columns dominating major part in the newspaper. As I turned on the pages I was glad to see one of my favorite supplement Muktpeeth, a weekend supplement in the newspaper. The youth articles in the supplement were always interesting to read. As I was reading through, a beautiful pic showing the beauty of a beach, on the last page easily grasped my attention. The pic was a part of a detailed article written by few young boys who were sharing their experience of traveling through Konkan (a beautiful scenic area along the coastal line of Maharashtra famous for its beaches) on Bikes. The article was fascinating and as I was reading through the fact that I had vacations coming up soon made me think seriously on following the plan mentioned in the article. I then turned on to the map alongside the article. The route highlighted was from Pune - Alibaug - Diveaagar - Harihareshwar - Ratnagiri - Pune, almost the entire Konkan was covered up. The total distance came out to bearound 1300 kms, which made me think over the practical feasibility of plan. Then keeping up the enthusiasm,I decided to share the plan with some of my adventure freak colleagues from N.C.C. I went to college and showed the plan to Chetan (a travel crazy friend of mine), he took the article to his home for reading it. The next day I put up my plan to travel from Pune to Alibaug, have a one night stay and return. To my extreme surprise Chetan had already decided to follow the entire 1300 km route as it was shown in the map in article.. My first reaction was 'I am OUT of the plan', I mean dude 1300 kms on bike???? Who's parents are gonna allow???? Budget??? How many days???? Feasibility?????blah blah blah... There was a strict no from my side! Then both of us decided to share the plan with some more colleagues from our group. Piyush was the first on Chetan's mind as he is from Goa which lies on the southern tip of Konkan. When we informed Piyush about the plan he too agreed for the entire trip. I was again thinking are you guys serious???? As the plan was passed on to others, we had some mixed reactions with some friends already quitting citing reasons of prior commitments. Atlast its vacation after 6 long months, obviously the first priority of my hosteler friends was spending time with family. So a point was put up that they would spend a week at hometown and then return to Pune from where we were to start our journey. Now was the time for each of us to clear individual hurdles. For me it was the Budget and getting permission from Mom.. It took me almost a week to convince Mom, only after I could give examples of my friends who had got the permission she agreed half.. I was trying my best to convince her with all possible tactics, some of them fake.. ;-) Only God knew the truth ;-)
Alright somehow we could get rid of some of the hurdles and our parents agreed with *terms and conditions applied! The final count ready for the plan was 6.. Chetan, Parag, Piyush, Sachin, Harshal and me... The three bikes we decided to use were Discover, Passion and a Unicorn.. with two on one bike!!! So the day decided for starting the journey was 28 Dec 2007!
A crazy plan, 7 days, 6 freaks, 3 bikes and 1300 kms to GO!!!! Woooohoooooo... :-D