Life is moving very fast, weeks are moving even faster. It has been more than two years since i passed out of college and landed on this silicon valley, 8 years after leaving school, 23 years since i came to this world. Still time does not seem to have any plans to slow down at all.
I want time to move fast as well as slow at the same time. When I think about going home, yearly appraisal or possession my house, I want the time to fly, but when I think of the fact that time has a synonym, the only thing which is constant, "change" I wish time to be a snail than a Ferrari. Because over the time, things change.
Am i afraid of change? In a way, yes, but I have always been optimistic about change. But at times I have the same feeling I had some 6 years ago when I first stood on a stage, butterflies in the stomach. I had to introduce my friend to some 40 people from all over India as part of an ice breaking session. The intro had to be in English, I don't know how I managed. That was a mile stone, a disaster but definitely a mile stone. From that day I have changed a lot. I hope all these changes are for good.
At times when my mobile is silent, my house is deserted, all the channels have nothing even remotely interesting to offer and time comes to a stand still, I introspect. All kinds of questions come to my mind, what is the meaning of this life? Am i going very fast? Will there be any difference to this world if I cease to exist? blah blah blah.. The irony is that, many friends when they are desperate, have asked me similar questions. I have given many advices also ;-) Advice, something which is very easy to give and very hard to practice.
Time broke the sound barrier on my college days. Since I did not get the opportunity to do many blunders in pre-college, I had to rush through the list in my college, that has earned me friends, enemies, experience and a lot more. I was lucky that I survived without getting into any problems which cannot be undone. I did many RCAs (route cause analysis). But all that was over in a flash. I came out of the college with a mixture of sad and sweet memories and a bunch of gr8 friends to cherish for ever.
Luck was to my favor on the Job also, Grass was not greener on the other side, but it was green. I am not living in "The Bangalore" every one knows. But i am happy in my own way. Good work Gr8 friends. I am yet to figure out my destiny but for now, i am enjoying every single day, coz at this pace, it will not be long before </life>
I miss my childhood, I miss my chats with my mom in the kitchen, I miss my school, I miss Onam Christmas, I miss the evening badminton, I miss the power cuts, I miss the times I have spend in the coffee shop with friends, i miss the late night chats, i miss the tours, i miss the project days, i miss the job hunt tours, the camps, the fights and so on.. but then THAT'S LIFE...
let me quote one line i like a lot
"I always knew looking back on the tears would make me laugh, But I never knew looking back on the laughs would make me cry"
I wish i had many more things to miss as time celebrates more and more birthdays.
