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"Bar - 9" - Not a Chandini bar


A bar is the best place for the best friends to hang out and have a great time. It’s a place where the hurt ones come to off load their pain as well as the happy ones to celebrate. It’s a different world indeed.

I went to the US 4 years back and returned couple of months back for good to settle here. The moment I landed in U.S, everything went wrong with me no matter what. I tried my level best to keep up myself but still luck never favored me nor did bad luck left me alone anytime. It turns out to be idle case if I speak like luck favors hard workers and prepared ones. I saw, lot of injustice that went with me throughout these four years either it be financially, physically, my dad’s death etc.etc. If I go on tell every sad scene occurred in these 4 years it becomes a pathetic story. Finally, After 4 years of my US life, I was holding 2 masters and 2 lac rupees which I almost spent on buying my bike and something else.

One fine day I got a sudden call from my intermediate (10+2) friends saying that they arranged a get together and wanted me to come. I was so delight and went there. So happy to see my childhood friends in a place called “Bar 9”. They asked me what bear, I told King Fisher strong. That’s it; I never guessed that, it’s going to be the worst beer of my life. You might be thinking how come? Is it bad in taste? No, it turned out slowly as our discussions went on. We always play some game after we are fully drunk, that’s our drunken culture that we practicing from long back. My friends started to play a game. A game where everyone should come up and tell what is their goal in next 5 year and what are the plans that they have to achieve those.

Sounds like a stupid game right after all in a place called bar, that’s the problem when you hang out with the batch of toppers but can’t help as they are my friends. Friends whom I admire more than anything for they been inspiration to me as well as a guide. Everyone told that their goals and plans. Finally my turn came where I had no plans or goals. I told them that, I have nothing but only to live in peace and happiness. I am tired of this race so early getting fucked up enough in this unfair world. Everyone was so confident because they are all well settled in their lives with jobs and some already got married and happy. I am the only odd person there having nothing. Somehow I tried to fuzz something and divert but they kept on asking the same question again and again. I couldn’t understand why they are stressing by asking. Soon a friend of mine whom I feel the great man came front and said, it’s not like that, what we feel is that you should have not picked the option of going to U.S 4 years back. You should have joined the Satyam computers, so that everyone would have been happy and everything would have been fine. We feel that you made wrong step which lead everything go wrong through these 4 years and finally ending up with nothing.

They somehow tried to pull all the sad scenes and bad things occurred in my US journey and tried to analyze and finally concluded that what I did in these 4 years worth nothing but just a mistake. “”They just made me a victim for everything that went wrong so far.”” Strangely, the same guys whom I had a beer with are also there 4 years back hanging out just like the way we hanged out in bar 9. The same guys were holding nothing 4 years back but me the only one holding two offers 1. A job in Satyam computers, 2. A U.S Visa. See, the play of god. That’s thrilling and that’s why I like god for he makes my life more thrilled by making these kinds of strange things happen.

I failed to tell them what I learnt, what I experienced, what I seen in these 4 years but one thing for sure these 4 years might be the tough or the worst or the bad phase of my life but the best which I can guarantee myself. It hurts a lot when your friends judge your life and try to convey a message that you are not successful. After all what is success and how it is defined in terms of human life as a base? None knows as everyone has a different definition. A job, A wife, A car etc etc...Having this is a success?.

Ya, Better someone write a book on “What is success? And what is failure? Like tollywood film hero Mohan babu asked to print a book on “what is legendary and what is celebrity?. lol

In a day, there will be so many things that are out of your hands upon which your actions don’t work but for everything that you work hard to face those kinds of situations you will not be appreciated but called as a failure. That’s somewhat hurting. I always followed my heart. It’s not something which is so easy like it sounds to say. You have to give up lot of things in following your heart, sometimes even the things which mean a lot to you. I don't know whether to call it as sacrifice because you are doing for yourself yet its kinda like that. I bet one thing and want to tell by spreading this article that, everyone who follows their heart will appear as a failure to this world unless you come to watch them with your hearts not but stupid brains.

Finally ending with my own quote:
“There are some problems which cannot be solved throughout life time but only can be balanced and managed.” –Ravi®