As I wait for the last few grains of sand in this decade’s hour-glass to begin their lazy descent, the mind takes off speedily in the other direction, here a glance, there a pause, all that strikes with force in my journey through the twenties.
AU to OU: It actually began, with the clear feeling of being in the wrong place. Engineering was not my magic thing and the self was rebelling at being part of something that it could not see the meaning in. And thus, got a degree, if not an education. Often we hear the lines “No matter how far the wrong direction we have gone, one has to turn back to find the way”… So, so true even when 10 years have gone in a purposeless fashion, it’s time to find the path. The turn of this decade nudged me into the right direction. Like destiny’s suddenly favored child, I walked with glee into this new world of education. Are these wobbly steps, the seeds of a marathon run?
Girl to Mom: Gone are the times of hours and hours to just get an assignment done. Right now, desperately getting hold of the art of juggling. Work, Family and Studies, hasty hands in constant action… Oops, there goes another one down! Still every concept understood, every task accomplished, every smile from your kid’s face is platinum-precious. Waiting to learn all over again.
Dreamer to Wanderer : The dream of seeing countries, being part of other cultures was always a soft flame in the background. 2 continents in this one. Will I make it to all that is between America and Australia in the next?
Windows to Mac : From being scared about the prospect of using the giant windows desktop in 2000 to falling head over heals in love with my slim mac, an interesting techie journey! Amazed at the role that these abstract creations have had to play with one’s life. What magic/mystery awaits?
Well to World: From being closeted in a small well, with only a couple of friends to now say hi and hello to the whole wide world, has shown shades of me, that I never knew existed. A hearty wish to befriend the world with words.
The thought of being 40 by the end of the next decade has some butterflies fluttering inside… Well, that bridge is far-off … Let me enjoy this here and this now. Here’s to you too.