Saturday, November 14, 2009

initial days of being transferred

Written in Feb 2006:

Location: Gurgaon


When the going gets tough, the tough gets going….or so they say. Here, it seems neither. The tough isn’t growing…but neither is the patience. They all are at the same level. Static? Maybe. Reality seems too vague at this moment. And so does hope.

Nah, hope can’t be vague. In my case, it is more like the sunshine here; sometimes at its peak and sometimes hidden somewhere….you can’t reach it…but can just sit and wonder when it will be out soon.

Watching the skyline gives the thought that the foundation should be strong enough to grow that tall. But is this foundation of career, the so called ‘ideal’ career??? 7 months in the hinterland….not knowing exactly how hugely fragmented our nation is, then flown to north to the capital city. Well not exactly to the capital, but a place close to the capital city.

To cherish each moment is equivalent to day-dreaming, dreaming about being surrounded by friends, relatives, in the warmth of Mumbai. That sounds like a distant dream….a dream of about 1176 km, that’s the approximate distance between Mumbai and Delhi. I am saying approximate because each airline mentions its own sweet figure.

Each morning, the tiny rays of sun enter the room and whisper something. One can’t always make out what it wants to say. However, the very next day, you will realize what it must have said (the previous day). It must have said, ‘Enjoy my warmth today. I intend to be on leave tomorrow.’

That’s exactly how each moment is passed here. Some moments one fails to fully understand what’s happening, but still moving on and sometimes one clearly knows what’s happening. No matter what the case may be, the fact of the matter remains, that you need to live each moment, FULLY.

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