ABHISHEK's VIEW

  There was a time when airports felt like milestones in my life. Every boarding pass felt like proof that I was moving ahead. New countries. Better opportunities. Bigger dreams. I had the chance to travel to Canada five times on work assignments. For someone coming from a middle-class Indian background, it felt surreal. Life there was good. The roads were cleaner. The systems worked. The salary was better. And somewhere between office deadlines and weekend grocery runs, I started believing that maybe this was the life everyone dreams about. Then came another opportunity - this time in United Kingdom . And honestly, I fell in love with that place. Not because it was foreign. But because life finally felt balanced. For the first time in years: I was fit. I was mentally calmer. I had time for myself. I was sleeping better. I was living instead of just surviving. I still remember those quiet evenings after work. No constant rush. No endless noise. Just a strange pe...

A few days ago, something small happened. Small on the surface. Massive inside my head. I was sitting with a few younger teammates discussing a new tool, some AI workflow, some new framework that seems to trend every week now. The conversation was fast. Too fast. They were throwing terms around effortlessly while I was still processing half of them. Then came the joke. “Sir, you are an oldie now.” “You won’t catch up with us.” Everyone laughed. I smiled too. But something inside me quietly broke. The strange thing about words is that sometimes they don’t hurt because they are cruel. They hurt because a small part of you already fears they might be true. That evening, I sat alone staring at my laptop screen long after work had ended. And for the first time in many years, I questioned whether I still belonged in tech. I am 40 years old. A Data Engineer with more than a decade of experience. I have survived technology shifts, production outages, cloud migrations, impossible deadlines, tox...

During my college days, I often noticed a striking contrast among classmates. Some students were highly capable but constantly doubted themselves, kept a low profile, and underestimated their own potential. Years later, many of them are still struggling to make a mark. On the other hand, there were a few who weren’t the most celebrated achievers in college, but they carried themselves with confidence. Today, many of those confident peers are thriving in their respective fields. This contrast raises an important question: Why does confidence often lead to better outcomes than raw ability alone? Let’s unpack this. 1. Confidence as a Catalyst Confidence doesn’t guarantee success, but it fuels action. A confident person is more likely to take chances, speak up, and grab opportunities. Even if they don’t start out as the most skilled, their willingness to try often accelerates growth. Meanwhile, those who undervalue themselves may hold back, missing out on opportunities where they could...

 It’s a moment no one prepares you for. Not the pujaris, not the elders, not even time itself. You’re standing in a house that smells faintly of incense and tears. A fan whirs above. Someone brings water for the elders. A distant cousin is on the phone, giving directions. Someone is trying to locate the white bedsheet. Everything is moving, yet nothing feels real. And then… you hear it. "Body ko yahan le aao." You blink. Who are they talking about? A second ago, that was Uncle . He had a name. A voice. A stubborn way of folding his newspaper. Just this morning, someone was hoping he’d get better. Someone had faith. Someone had prayed. And now, in a heartbeat, he is no longer he . He is the body . Just like that. It doesn’t come with warning. One moment, the person is wrapped in concern and love. The next, the world strips them of their identity. Conversations turn mechanical. “Doctor ne confirm kar diya.” “Body ko jaldi shift karna padega.” “Body ready hai?” How c...

If you've ever watched Piku , you know it’s not just a film - it’s a feeling. A reflection. A soft mirror that shows what many of us quietly begin to experience as we near our 40s. There’s something deeply emotional, yet incredibly real, about this phase of life. You're no longer just someone’s child- you’re now also a caregiver, a decision-maker, a silent anchor in the family. And in this beautifully tangled emotional space, one truth becomes clear: the roles begin to reverse. As we inch closer to 40, we start seeing our parents not as the superheroes of our childhood, but as aging humans - with vulnerabilities, moods, and needs. They rely on us for guidance now: for doctor visits, online payments, setting up a new phone, understanding insurance papers, or just navigating life’s increasing complexities. And somewhere deep inside, they know it. They feel that shift. It makes them a little hesitant, sometimes even a little afraid - afraid of being scolded, corrected, or misunder...

Introduction: In Indian families, there's often a big difference between generations. We're talking about differences in beliefs, religious views, and how we handle life's tough moments. This blog explores the personal story of one Indian family, where the dad and the son are on opposite sides when it comes to faith and dealing with challenges.   1. Different Beliefs:    - Tradition vs. Personal Faith: In many Indian families, older folks follow traditional religious practices passed down through the years. These often include regular visits to temples, group prayers, and rituals. Younger generations, on the other hand, prefer their own private way of connecting with God, often in quiet moments or unique practices.   2. The Power of Prayer:    - Praying Together vs. Alone: Older folks find strength in group prayers and religious gatherings. They feel their faith more when they pray with others. Younger folks, on the other hand, feel closer to...