For the good old times..

Have you ever felt lonely? Lonely amidst a sea of people? None of the faces you see carry any significance. They just fade into one hazy picture that makes no sense. When you look around, you don’t know anyone. This feeling of loneliness is inexplicable. It’s like the nightmare you had, that is so vivid in your mind but when you try to explain it to someone else, you have no words and a prodigious effort of explaining it, makes it sound illogical and it ceases to make sense even to anyone.

Last three years, life has been a long roller coaster ride. It has been three years since I moved to out of Hyderabad.

Today, I’m in a different mood. Life is not that beautiful as it used to be when I was at home during my studies. Happiness, for me, is those small little things that make me smile every time I think of them. It’s those things that make life worth living.

The nostalgic mood that I’m in has made me want to list all those small little things that still make me smile when I think about them.

So here I go
--All my relatives coming over to my place the day before I leave my home. The entire baccha party came to the station the next evening. (Even though it was to look at the trains)

-- Dad and myself left our house with my luggage. I took the blessings of my parents to enter, for what I would call now, a different chapter in my life

--When I entered MindTree on the 2nd of July, I felt like Alice in Wonderland. One of the most exciting days I’ve had(I couldn’t stop smiling… how kiddish!!), though I had the nostalgia inside me. From Subroto’s speech on orientation day I’ve discovered this amazing family and human touch in MindTree. The way he replied to all the parents’ anxieties about their children…Once he replied “Now stop worrying about them, they are there to worry about themselves now”…. This was when I was totally in love with his words. And the best part is, this also answered my dad’s questions.

-- Dad left me in the guesthouse, bought me the essential stuff, gave some money and went back. There were days when I silently had my dinner with many others in PG. Food was not that great but then nothing can replace home food right? It did not take much time to realize that food was not the only thing in life, rather life away from home.

--Moving into the PG and discovering the pain of sharing the things from washrooms to television.

-- Living all alone for months. It was a little depressing at times but there were times when I thoroughly enjoyed myself with friends out here. For a person like me who loves solitude, this loneliness scares me. The transition from looking forward to spending time alone, to dreading that moment is very scary. Insecurities that I thought were dead and buried crop up suddenly from no where….

--Coming back home every once in a while and getting pampered royally! (I really love it)…The happening trips to home. Thoroughly enjoy the girly bonding with my sisters and cousins. …..and I wonder why 7'o clock seems so different when I'm at home.

Oh God and the list keeps growing. And what can I say is, its truly a different experience! May be this is how life has to be…

I got a beautiful forward the other day. It said – “People come into your life for a REASON, A SEASON or A LIFETIME.” In the last three years, I have interacted with lots of new people. All of them have taught me something. Some have been a great source of inspiration, and I look up to some others in awe, some helped me realize the kind of person I never want to be. It has been a great learning experience. Now I realize that I have been extremely lucky to be with people who have helped me become the person I am today.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
---- Robert Frost

“Six months in this city and I know my Home-town rocks!!!”