As I sat alone in the last seat of the APSRTC bus from Pattancheru to Secunderabad, my mind was kind of taken aback seeing the anguishing scenario of the people and their condition outside the twin cities. It is strange that the glitz and glamour of the city was lost once we transcend the boundaries revealing the rural India of the 70s.
Chucking this philanthropic thought, I started concentrating on the day. It wasn’t all that bad. Sandvik had always been an affectionate customer and we always had a win-win situation with them. The mutual respect is conspicuous. And to add toping to the cake, I didn’t have a phone call today; neither from any of the customer nor the H.O. I smiled at myself mischievously. Not a bad day after all. It was only 1.30 in the afternoon and I am already heading home. Suddenly, I felt my greedy tummy growling. It was past the lunch time. I had spotted a Lebanese restaurant on the way. Things can’t get better.
As the bus sped past the BHEL complex, I glanced past the last 8 months of my life. How terribly it has changed or rather I have changed. From the notorious college guy who only applied brains to 2 major things in life; the next class to bunk and the next movie release, to a guy who is quite serious, looks reserved and acts professional was really an arduous task.
The past few months of my life had transformed or rather refined me both professionally and personally. The innumerable number of people I have met, friends I have made, relationship I have built, the places I have visited all seem like too many things happening in a very small time. Things changed radically around me and I have molded myself to suit the changes.
But, time and again I wonder if this was what I had always wanted in life. Time and again I wonder whether I have screwed up this life.
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well...u wouldn't hav ever thought tat u would become such a hard workin guy(i could make it out with all the status u put it up on FB :D)...lik the old sayin goes...MAN proposes and GOD disposes...
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