Another Farewell

‘Moving in and out’ would be one way to describe me. Ever since college days ended way back in 2008, I have been a nomad trying to find the perfect spot to settle down. Here I am, packing my bags again and heading for another journey hoping this time I would stay put for the next 3 years of my work life. Having said my goodbyes to the beautiful place and people, every single day that I have lived through for the past couple of years flashes before me like a slide show.  

The place had been none other than the beautiful and ancient town of Thrissur, known for the radiant marvels of temple architecture and the banks on which arts, music and literature flourishes in Kerala. It is just not the place that seems to impress me but the people and society as well. I have had my own complaints about people’s attitude and how they can scrub your mental peace with their no-sense talks. But something I realized is that, the thought process which shapes a person also depends on the place they grow up. Because it is here in Thrissur where I have come across the most brilliant minds and the most endearing people who can stand up for their words and prove them with more action than talk.  

The last one and half years have been a mixed journey and a chapter which I would always carry around. Mixed because it has been a long and at times a tiring ride towards seeking some piece of balanced mind (I guess that is called ‘inner peace’) and at the same time getting lucky to have met some amazing people who can churn off those stiff muscles on your face into a beaming smile. And the best advice I had received while bidding my goodbyes was to always carry around the smiling face. Something tells me I will be back very soon to this town.

True Love

Don’t get me wrong. I am no expert in ‘love-ology’. But this love belongs to those people who make my day. F.R.I.E.N.D.S.

I have had friends through different stages in life, just like every other person. From childhood friends, teen friends, college friends, friends from work to off late, friends who I happen to meet through mere coincidences. Falling in love was also through friendship for me.  No matter how many people gets added to the list in one’s lifetime, at some point the list gets sorted out on its own and what gets left behind are the most precious gems of people who turn to be an integral part of your life. And those are the people who shape your thoughts and perhaps the ones you label as the ‘3 am friends’. The most beautiful thing about friendship is trust-love-share. I believe the best of friends happen at two major phases in life. One, as a child when you pick friends out of innocence and the second phase in life would be from your late twenties when you are certain about your picks and mature enough to stand by your words and choices. 

I have met some of the most loyal people I have ever known over the past one year. Every laugh, tear, toothy grins, hours of hitting on each other and every other single moment gets imprinted as memories which can never be replaced even if the people you love are far off.  

Another Year!

As I silently tiptoe into another year of my life, it’s difficult to digest the amount of changes in and around me. New people, new place and a whole lot of memories to cling on to. This last year would definitely stand out as the most memorable year for me. A long swing right up to the pinnacle of happiness and a sharp fall flat-faced right on the slimy mud below. It is easy to talk about getting up back on your feet, wiping your face off the mud and tears and walk off like it’s the best thing that has happened to you. It’s also easier to talk about how time heals…aaah. I have done all this advising to the poor deprived souls myself and it is now that I realize how lame such advises can be unless you have been in their shoes to taste that dirt. I have had my struggle and perhaps still kicking around to get my head straightened out, but I will survive! Like someone I knew once said (more of an advise again), you don’t always get what you want in life and nothing is ever prefect. What is prefect right now, are a few friends and family who never miss out on a chance to kick me hard every time my smile sags and a job that keeps me on the edge of my seat.  I missed out on a lot of writing and reading for a while. Lost out on a few irreplaceable people. A few sorry(s) and thank you(s) went unsaid and a few songs unsung.   

Came across an interesting fact about men and women in a book I recently read. This is how it goes:

"The most powerful force in a man's life is his intense desire to impress the person he loves the most. And the most powerful force in a woman's life is the need to be appreciated, loved and cherished for what she is."