Its nearly two years since my last blog.. why did I stop... I don know... as I din know where to begin.. I decided to simply talk...
It was during my last lap of my PG course that I realised I have to make yet another choice in life, the same cross roads that I seem to face each time I completed a course appeared in front of me again. This time with way too many paths and each with its own pit falls. Which way should I move? Take up the job that literally landed on my lap? Take a break, chill out and spend some of daddy cools money? Or study further, finish my Mphil and then plan on a PhD?
As going home meant loss of the well deserved freedom, an on the spot rejection seemed best, and till date I believe I did right. after two long years with my nose to the books,( ok, maybe it was not that bas but nevertheless, I did submit all those assignments on time.. almost ) I knew I could not stomach yet another year in college, maybe in a year or two when am ready... then again, maybe not... that left me with the job.. when fate knocks on your door and hands you a gift... I dint think it was wise to reject. Moreover, at that point, I din think anyone else would be dumb enough to hand me a job, till date I wonder why my current boss even bothered (something I should ask him at some point of time in life )
And there started my PR career, fresh our of college... the PG degree in hand, I embarked on the new journey.. that of an employed woman. Today, close to 9 months down the lane, I have come far..to once again discover new and more interesting facts about self, life and people in general.
“Self “ is an interesting jigsaw puzzle, as I try to figure out the answer to one question, I seem to find more questions to answer , a never ending game with self I would say. With each chapter in life I open, I learn something new. Some of the more pleasant discovery would be "I can cook", not just average and barely edible food, but above average and quite yummy food (even if I do say so myself, any one who has reached this point is welcome home for dinner :P) and some not so pleasant things (sigh) like I am very low on patience (then again, I think I knew that deep down) and the family bad attitude towards authority runs in my veins too (I had hoped this one skipped one.. alas)
Now people, I feel is more interesting than self. If self is a ..puzzle that I need answers to, then it’s the people that help me find the answers( at times it the people that pose the question too. To think there are others more interesting than self is at times a little hard to digest, but there you go.. self is just a small being, that in the over of scheme of life is just part of the whole ..
Now, I feel that every day is a cross road in life with multiple paths, a question paper with multiple answers, some which I wish to skip some i simply have to find an answer to, yet the roads I take all lead to more cross roads.. and that I guess is LIFE .... ..
