About 6 months into the job. A place of choice, the typical
into-the-job pangs. Interesting/ amusing workplace discussions, intense WhatsApp chats. Vibrant Facebook posts, nostalgia & love soaked updates. Taxes,
savings, unforeseen expenses now commonplace. Life does moves on, at a cruel
speed.
There are very few surprises that a job brings, there was a
conspiracy but we were prepared. Conversations with friends, echo
disappointments, but there is only a diminished feeling of loss, for the batch
of which one is part and will be forever proud of, parades a trajectory of
success. Dreams take shape, a few regularly, many in a slow motion.
Exchanges are infrequent, and similar. So are our routines
now. In these routines, so many truths are vindicated. The general impatience
that life is, that ideas are valued and substantial, essentialism of
companionship & conversation, bearings of choices made – briefly, the
summation of one short life.
The day ends peacefully, if the walk back home is accompanied
with a smile and a tune in the ears. One learns and grows, yet deep inside, one
looks for the constants, the answers that are never enough.
Next are the next steps, unnumbered. Probably the ones which
will make it possible to be closer to something that one is close to and a home
that will be called rightly so. Undoubtedly, things will make sense, they simply
just will.
"Undoubtedly, things will make sense.....". Yes they surely will! As they say, one day , you shall look backwards and join the dots. :)
ReplyDelete"Undoubtedly, things will make sense.....". Yes they surely will! As they say, one day , you shall look backwards and join the dots. :)
ReplyDeleteDumbstruck, spellbound and touched is all I have to say!
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