The change within

There is this excitement of meeting them all. I don't know how much we have changed and how much we are the same. It is so strange that suddenly i am also afraid to meet them...what if it has all changed..will I be abke to handle that?

Such fears. Such worries. Much love. Extra care.

Just some moments ago I was thinking whether I should start maintaining the life I live in a photojournal form..wherein if I see a corp. Bank ATM I be like Govind ka bank that I thought no where existed...or seeing biryani and thinking viru khich k le jata ye khane Ko..or seeing an empty tire swing..and remembering to kill a mockingbird and the innocent childhood many of us had. Anything about physics means Nikita, fashion and photography will take me to Priya, and a genuinely kind soul or gesture will make me humble for having seen how sheenam lives.. wandering here and there with no purpose is what Jay and I did for most of our geographic time and neelam, she hadn't been someone you will consider about coz she is u. And Merlyn is another soul who though exceptionally hard on herself will be kind and gentle whatever you do. 

I don't know how not to be teary eyed when you think of them..it has been a while that I felt anything much after I joined the job..(except for patches of frustration dotted with sleep and sometimes the love sent through those who care via drops of electronic messages)..

Life after college is strange like all other phases of life. You know you aren't that grown up but you gotta be brave. While others wonder about the you that you have managed to put up after hours of neck deep struggle against your fears and feelings, you are busy supporting the fort you have built from the lashes of time and truth.

Actually, no one knows what truth is. Whatever works for you, take it as your truth. I am been in the present and been without it, and let me tell you what was said in Lion King again, 'past is a good place to visit but not a great place to stay'. 

Lots of love to my superhumans living up to their dreams, fighting themselves and their laziness and in all fairness, discovering/creating/unmaking/uncovering themselves and becoming a part of the infinite!

Lastly, what I have just realised after being in villages and big cities and continuous shuffling of where I belong or do I belong? ...it is that the more you do not associate with a place, the more you are curious and able to live it like children do..probably that's important somewhere to live .. so as the golden rule says, wander often, wonder always. 

Off to Rajiv chowk . Jai Mata di

Towards Vishwavidyalaya

~gracias & adíos

-Rashmi :)