Blowing in the wind

Not a very easy thing…staying away from your home, parents, city, all the things that makes you comfortable…it has been tough…though I have made it through…when I look back…I see a lot of faces…waving hands…late night cabs…get-togethers….wild night parties under open sky….travels…funs…films..

Now the known faces in the bus stop have changed…the casual exchange of smiles has now stopped…I do not seem to recognize the most of my co-travelers any more…there is this new batch of undergrads and grads joining the company…waiting for the company bus…discussing their future plans…pretty girl that they have met recently in their Project course batch…next appraisal ratings or the salary hikes… next trip to home…all these seems so natural…So real…as if I am a part of their group….it’s just like living your own experience again…I have done the same things few years back…now they are doing the same…

just the faces have changed….rest is the same…same optimism…huge career goals…same enthusiasm…same zeal to start something new….same hurried ways….same twinkle in eyes as if exploring something new….

Just three years…I smile…you fellows would be like me…tired…exhausted at the never ending…ever running world…sometimes it get difficult to keep oneself motivated….as nothing seem to work…nothing seem to change….life just seems to get stuck in place….but then I think…life is not all about running to the last post….it’s about taking your time….looking back at the fond memories…keep walking….blowing in the wind.