I'm sitting on the roof of my newly rented apartment in Chennai. It is a pretty big one with 2BHK. Though it is a bit costly we arranged it for 6 of us.
Now, I'm drinking Pepsi and just listened to the sound of air from the opened bottle. I am alone. Just realized how lonely I am in this big city.
5 other dudes in the house and still here I am alone..........Life has been pretty much the same for me from 15Feb this year(2010). It started off brilliantly with the job offer by L&T Infotech. Then my dream life of one and half months in Mysore.
Then came our HR with a violent decision of sending me to Chennai for Business Analytics. I'll never forget that 15 seconds of rush I felt when mine was the first name to be announced for Chennai.
All the dreams, ambitions, goals, plans, commitments, priorities, likes, preferences, interests, schedules, girls, dudes were destroyed in that very few seconds. I didn't feel so bad..... I know it doesn't make a difference. I being a guy can't even think of swapping with some one............Added since it was Chennai, I hardly had a chance in the first place.....
I went out to Shiva samudram a day after that with my loved ones...for the last time....... at least all of us together.
I knew this. But I was not willing to think much into this......For the first time I realized I wanted to live in denial. Yes I wanted to but reality was fast catching up.
I'll write about the trip later but I shall say "The best day of my life thus far".
A day so good for me that whenever I think of it, it pains. Truth pains. Truth that the day may never be repeated.
I want to write in detail about my gang in Mysore, but whenever I sit down to do that I suspend that activity for a better time when I am at peace..........
And here I am in Chennai, with no one from my gang around, all alone eating alone, going out alone, sleeping alone, seldom calling anyone.........I'm lost.
The days in Mysore were like a dream I never dreamt. The people I never thought could be my friends, places I thought I would visit. It was Heaven.
But again, people die, relations change, good times die, but memories stay. Stay to bring a smile then a tear.
I'm waiting. Waiting bad. Come they may. The souls like mine.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
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