PS0: Post drafted on 28Oct , 2011
5 and half years of routine , may sound monotonous , but i was institutionalized. A lot of me ..is left behind .
the word "routine" is most hideous way to sum it up ..but it makes easier for me to believe to let go .
I was cleaning and segregating stuff. I have been doing that for days . Stuff .... emotionally, i have been doing that for months .
Lot of clutter lies around . Shopping bills , hundreds of earrings, papers and more papers , hundreds of kurtas , perfume bottles , the rejected tops , half filled note books , wires , more wires and stationary. Some more wires , books , oils , liquids of various kinds , furniture , cups of all shapes , colors and a zillion pair of shoes......
Its good to go . Its good to go to find oneself , to track back the shaken individuality, which , in the recent past one let loose , allowed to get influenced quite easily .Prior to this , the initial half decade, one possessed rigid opinions.But to grow and to learn , one took liberty and projected the a malleable child to the world or shall one say there was an addiction of some kind and influences .... ahhh and the child did learn a LOT .It was loved a lot , rejected . It was thrashed ,yet was taken care . It was advised and at times looked down upon . Worshiped at times and forgotten otherwise. It laughed a lot , it cried.It was fun to be with , yet boring at times .It traveled , scribbled poetry, coded in java ,made wonderful friends , learnt about relations , about the world ,people . And then, a monitoring voice from within said - grow up , its time to take responsibility. Its time to give . Its time to move on.
"you have to completely immerse yourself into unfamiliar territory to understand yours".
PS1: Two bachalorate parties in row .
PS2: 48 hours and 4 hours of sleep and 5 shots of taquila .Yeah baby i know how to party .
PS3: 5 farewell parties in total .......damn you people , don't make it tougher for me !!
PS4: //Todo, post on big fat Indian weddings . Yeah lot of humor out there .
5 and half years of routine , may sound monotonous , but i was institutionalized. A lot of me ..is left behind .
the word "routine" is most hideous way to sum it up ..but it makes easier for me to believe to let go .
I was cleaning and segregating stuff. I have been doing that for days . Stuff .... emotionally, i have been doing that for months .
Lot of clutter lies around . Shopping bills , hundreds of earrings, papers and more papers , hundreds of kurtas , perfume bottles , the rejected tops , half filled note books , wires , more wires and stationary. Some more wires , books , oils , liquids of various kinds , furniture , cups of all shapes , colors and a zillion pair of shoes......
Its good to go . Its good to go to find oneself , to track back the shaken individuality, which , in the recent past one let loose , allowed to get influenced quite easily .Prior to this , the initial half decade, one possessed rigid opinions.But to grow and to learn , one took liberty and projected the a malleable child to the world or shall one say there was an addiction of some kind and influences .... ahhh and the child did learn a LOT .It was loved a lot , rejected . It was thrashed ,yet was taken care . It was advised and at times looked down upon . Worshiped at times and forgotten otherwise. It laughed a lot , it cried.It was fun to be with , yet boring at times .It traveled , scribbled poetry, coded in java ,made wonderful friends , learnt about relations , about the world ,people . And then, a monitoring voice from within said - grow up , its time to take responsibility. Its time to give . Its time to move on.
"you have to completely immerse yourself into unfamiliar territory to understand yours".
PS1: Two bachalorate parties in row .
PS2: 48 hours and 4 hours of sleep and 5 shots of taquila .Yeah baby i know how to party .
PS3: 5 farewell parties in total .......damn you people , don't make it tougher for me !!
PS4: //Todo, post on big fat Indian weddings . Yeah lot of humor out there .
