Emosanal Attyachar – Emotional Blackmail

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All Characters and incident in this write-up are imaginary. Resemblance to any person living or dead is purely coincidental.

Well it would be a surprise for me if you haven’t heard the “Emosanal Attyachar” song from the soon to be released ‘Dev D’, a modern version portrayal of the classic Devdas. Back to “Emosanal Attyachar” the hot favorite of everyone right now and you cannot put it in any specific genre, you’ll have to create one .

Why I’m writing a post about this is because I can relate to this song like most of you and “Emosanal Attyachar” is about each one of us dealing with reality sometimes on a serious note and sometimes the reasons are funny.

“Emosanal Attyachar” holds different meanings to different people but to sum it up in one general term “Emotional Blackmail” . Let’s get to know why I find this ‘two particular word so interesting’… come with me….. 1-2-3—dusssshhhh….(flashback)

Well, it’s me 121.7 cm tall, 7 years old at the peak of my notorious career, as it was god gifted to me so can’t do anything about it. Well, to be a professional in this has its own rewards or to be specific “risks” and and it was my mom’s watchful eyes 24/7 on me.

Schools were a way to torture us and homework’s were kind of “Welcome to Hell, Dude”. And with parents nagging with their cliche dialogues, “you have to become this in future or finish this” and the only thing that was in my mind “Yaar, hope I don’t miss He-man today”

But here comes the “Emosanal Attyachar” part, and the tools were He-man, Superman, Batman, Comic Books, and the most important weapon Cadbury. Not only mom used to do “Emosanal Attyachar” on me even my aunts played significant role in it.

Mom would say “First complete your Math’s homework only then you can watch He-man”, “I will not give this (Cadbury) until you complete this chapter today”. And I was “Hmm, let’s finish it as fast as i can”, because seriously I couldn’t live without watching He-man, I even made a sword for myself and it took me 5 days. So, that’s how my homework was completed. Sorry can’t say whether my teachers loved my homework, because it’s rather painful .

And my aunts were truly my mom’s sister in every aspect, should say a perfect carbon copy. Every time they visited our place, they would send me to the market to get something or deliver something for them and they would say “Babu, you will get a chocolate if do this for me, koo chi koo”. Yeah, corruption is everywhere and we have to live with it, right? And that’s how my childhood went, homework’s for He-man, helping with daily chores for a Cadbury, this and that…Puff….

Life went smoothly on an uneven road, but still “Emosanal Attyachar” was always there to make me aware that “Dude, be within limits” huh?

It was my B’day time and me turning 18, the best age according to me and my friends. It’s the number of freedom, driving license, entry in bars and pubs, p**n stuff, Basic Instincts, and yeah, Baywatch!

I was grown up, and got enough proof for that hmm…. hey corrupt mind not that one I meant flirting with girls, bunking classes, and full-on-masti. But who cares what everybody thinks, I was still a little 6-yr-old-boy to my parents. If I wanted to go out, I had to give the phone numbers of all my friends who were going out with me. If I chatted toooo long on the phone, then  roaring voice would say “Who was that? Who’s “SHE”? ..arrgghhh!…..

And every night I used to think now “what it takes to show my parents that I have grown up” and I was 18 then.

First year went smoothly and second year started with a surprise. As the college reopened I proposed a girl within 5 days and I couldn’t believe myself. But I never knew that “Emosanal Attyachar” came in disguise of my girlfriend. Days went and the mirror of happiness of having a companion started showing the face of “tragady“.

If I didn’t call her, she would be like “I know you don’t love me”, if I am busy watching my favorite movie and by chance missed her call then, “Why don’t you pick up my call?…And if another girl even touches me, she would give me a cold stare and I was dying to answer back “Abe, am I an untouchable that no one can even finger touch me..ah?” But i had some lovely moments and had some “moments”.

And the only question that I have attempted 1000 times in my stuck up life which I have answered 999 times is “Who is important for you in your life?” and my answer would be “You, my dear”. Now you must be thinking why did I answer it just 999 times? Well, when she questioned me the 1000th time, I just gave a look and she got the answer that our journey together ends here itself because I knew for her the most important person was her dad. And the rest you can refer to the film “Devdas” (excluding the last scene )

Here I don’t know who committed an “Emosanal Attyachar” on me but I felt d ‘Attyachar’ and man,it hurts. . I didn’t had an ointment or cream available to heal it. But time did its trick and I thought for a second that I had fled the EAS (Emosanal Attyachar Syndrome). I was feeling free, no one judged me, ordered me, built a fence around me Yipeee!

I graduated and did a course which I was passionate about and then got to my real occupation —”Struggling” which was really, really tough, frustrating, bundled with negative thoughts accompanying me always. But finally I got a big opportunity.

But then I realized EAS is still here, and also felt a hunch that my family was in deep financial trouble. And I had a choice either to work in a big production house for “free” that would open doors for me or to work somewhere else wholly different from what I wanted to be.

And I took the right decision and I am here working in a different environment but still the passion hasn’t died. It might have weakened on some odd days but now life has made me happy, optimistic and hopeful. And my passion for films have only increased for me day-by-day.

Now standing at 5′10, 24 of age, with a stud pierced in my left ear, I finally understand that “Emosanal Attyachar” is sometimes a way to express love, caring, attention and the most important to keep you away from dangers harm by hook or crook to say it directly .

Well still I am just 24 and have got a long way to go but hoping and praying that I am emancipated from the spell of “Emosanal Attyachar”

Though I love to do it on my closed ones……