A lot of things happened during the time i was away from here. Most notably, i came face-to-face with the reality that i am the master of my own fortune, which initially was pretty scary. Scary simply because just like everyone else the comfort of the paycheck coming in every month was a soothing factor.
But now the same is not going to happen. I would have to earn my livelihood. And frankly i am no magician nor i am someone with so much contacts that all my ideas would immediately be sponsored by someone else.
Till date, whatever i have done, as a matter of fact achieved, has been purely out of hard work and mostly due to my never give-up attitude. There were people around and have helped me out with something or the other. But the major chunk of the effort had to come from myself.
I should say i have been pretty lucky to have the support of some of the key people in my life – most notably my mom, my sisters and my childhood friend. Even when i had some initial doubts about my own ability, their constant support and the belief in myself, helped me come out of those questionable time.
Apart from that, my interest in studies once again has picked. If time permits and i make good money, i am seriously considering doing another masters. I have not decided on what, but i would like to go back to studying. I am thinking of learning a course in Food/Nutrition. Only time will tell.
I also realized i am getting old, considering the intense pressure that i am being subjected to by the same people mentioned above to get married. For a long time, i have been very successful in giving some excuse or the other, but now that mom is also back from the surgery, the pressure has been doubled and it is becoming intense as days proceed. Not that i do not want to get married, but i just feel there are couple of other things that i need to do before i settle down.
Oh yeah, i am seriously considering/thinking about getting a new tattoo – #6 Just have to finalize it and get myself to the tattoo parlour to get it done.
to be continued…
As I made my way into the marriage hall, I could not find any familiar faces. I had come to a friend’s wedding reception yet I was feeling so lonely and irritated.
The events from the previous evening still haunted me and try as much as possible, I couldn’t shake them off my mind. I decided not to come to this reception yet I needed to break out of the cage that I have found myself in. Since this was also my best friend’s wedding reception I cannot avoid it as well. So with a heavy heart and a fake smile, I dressed up decently, made my way into this "party loving crowd", wished them and promptly took my place in the last few rows of the hall.
"Son, what are you doing here?" a huge voice billowed from the room next to me.