Transitions

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.