Ah yes, of late I have decided I would turn into one of those.
I cant quite recall a Saturday or a Sunday night that I slept without lamenting over the day wasted over unimportant things. Moreover, its my mind that needs to be occupied with something to keep me sane and when I say something, I don’t really mean important things. So, cutting through the paradox and cutting it short further, I have decided to turn myself into a Weekend Blogger.
Over the past few months, life has been quite eventful. I am almost half a year into office life. I miss college a little less and I have been making efforts to give my life a futuristic outlook rather than being a dweller of the past. Well, now that I have mentioned of ‘the past’, I cant really resist talking about it. No, I don’t mean to ransack the long buried memories or anything but just, you know, talk about how the year has been.
Apart from graduating and starting up with office and stuff, there has been another development that I would have otherwise called to be premature to happen in my life. When the Bear and me broke up last year, I knew I was not falling for a guy anytime soon. It wasn’t one of those devastating aftermaths of separation that I didn’t want to date anybody but just that I didn’t believe I could give up my long desired peace of mind that I had lost in the clutter of my last relationship. And also, my expectations from a guy had soared up high enough that only a laboratory generated human male could meet them. However, but, the cupid struck again and I could not keep myself from falling for this guy.
It wasn’t the number of expectations he met that qualified him to be ‘the’ guy. What pulled me towards him was how he surprised me each time he showed a part of him that I had never expected I could connect with but could only find myself asking for more. It wasn’t the charm that spellbound me but the mere fact that he was mostly about everything I had kept outside my wishlist and still held the potential to draw me closer to him. It was about exploring myself as I sought to delve into his personality deeper and deeper. It wasn’t about knowing him, it was about knowing myself. Each day, I broke one more shell I had created around me and grew closer to breaking free from the clutches of monotony and obstinacy that had suffocated me for so long.
So, life, as I mentioned, has taken quite a different turn this year. Its like I have been given a chance to make amends and start things afresh. A chance to unload the luggage I have been carrying for so many years and enrich my life with everything good, the way I had always wanted it to be. And I, for sure, am not missing it this time.