Another year
has just passed away. The number of grey hair I have now has gone beyond
counting by the fingers of both my hands. At almost 27, I gear up for my second
assault at my professional life. In less than 24 hours I would have completed
an entire day at office. The feeling is kind of spooky. I had just got used to
my wonderful life that lasted just less than a year. And I seriously wish it
had lasted it a little longer.
My life cycle
summed up in a line has been
Excitement –
Uncertainty – Confusion – Crisis – Acceptance – Partial recovery/Let go
I owe this self-vicious
life cycle to one of my close friends, who hopefully should feel proud of me
for once. I would prefer all these
stages except the last one be prefixed with EXTREME. I overlook the first stage
a lot often and letting go seems to be the easiest thing that I could ever do.
Serendipity
happens to be one of my favourite words. That is what life is. That is what
life should be. A fortunate accident! I realize I have started to take life and
the characters of life a little too seriously. That has left me exposed to wild forces. I got
so used to good things and good life, now I feel my life hovering around
confusion and crisis stages. At the same time I am glad there is rationality
enough in me to accept things for what they are. I have my share of bullshit. And
I graciously return it in full valour. I feel no apparent issue with this. This
is what keeps any relationship growing. Gives you a reason to fight but hold on.
To a few
people who mean a lot to me; I won’t let go. We may be diametrically opposites,
but that is what happens with a scissor. You need two blades traveling in
different directions to pull off a job.
Life isn’t simple.
But the beauty of it is – you can start it all over. I hope it makes sense.
