THIS.TOO.SHALL.PASS

The title was my “tag line” before few months. Time has a weird way of making you accept things which you would otherwise not even imagine! Let me say this, in the exact date three months ago the same bloody day, my career was hanging in loose as in completely loose. I have been working from the day since I came out the school. Life with out a 9 to 5 office going thing is not a part of life I’ve ever lived or I could ever possibly live. I had no money, I had put on a kilo extra, I had my first ever fucked up experience with my boss! Really bad! Everything seem so hopeless! All I did was to do things which normal humans would do. Wake up (late), do your regular chores and trust me was doing every single thing which was absolutely no where close to being “interesting” or “fun”. I dint go out, dint see people, basically was broke like never before! Could not talk to anyone about my situation! Well if you see it I was in a neck deep shit, real gluey ones, awful to wash off!

One glorious morning my Inbox bore a mail from the Goddess of the entire fleet of Gods, Ms.Naik telling me something very very very fucking interesting. I jump, I yell, I am all full of excitement and adrenaline flowing in all the veins. Thing happened over coffee(s). Barista in T Nagar! Then here today I am, ever thankful for everything happened. Talking to the Who’s & who’s! Learning: This.bloody.shall.too fucking.pass. There is nothing constant other than the change and that is also not awesomely constant because it keeps changing

The Journey

I walk alone.
I walk fast.
I try to reach before the dark.
I think I’ve walked enough
I’ve walked for long
But the road ahead seem still very far.
At times it’s a green blissful scene
Birds and butterflies are also seen
Then suddenly its gloom and I see no single bloom
I feel stumpy, I feel sad; “I think Mr God, you’re just not fair!”
Just as I turn back, I feel something fall
Clean glitters, big and small.
I see those glitters fade away, they run between my fingers looking for there way!
and everything turned around to be real and flashy!
I made up my mind never to shun.
Only to think that the journey ahead will always be fun!
I could feel the vigor. I fasten my pace!
All I see ahead is a very small lane.
The distance between me and my dreams seems to wane!

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I have been a blog addict for a long time! Tried, tested & miserably failed while attempting to create one a lot many times! At a point in time I started forgetting passwords for them! The thing here is I wanted to blog, more precisely I wanted my mind to spill those intricate details which I cannot or do not talk to fellow humans around. What was I lacking? Why was I not able to complete my blog building? Basically I lacked inspiration, a spark, a zeal from within which will make you push that extra second and do what ever it takes.

Then there came one day! One fine afternoon with no work or no intention to work I stagger upon something very normal looking but actually a not-so normal thing. A Blog! There I read the first post and then the next, by the time I had completed reading several posts without the knowledge of my boss watching my back. Something happened. Start. Run, Notepad, Type! Yippee!! My first post was on its way! I dint stop, dint drink get up for anything non stop typing for 30 to 36 mins am done.

This is what I wanted! A bloody inspiration to write, to do a mad typing non stop! To till date when ever am on a post I never stop, frightened to stop! Not sure if I would be able to conceive the same flow of thoughts again. I here by attribute all the Posts/appreciation/comments/etc etc to Bishwanath Ghosh and his glass of whisky & to Sunday Spin and now to Sunday Times. Thank you very much !!

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