From Shorts to Trousers

How does it feels to step into a new new world? How does it feels to leave a complete world with every little happiness 1200 km behind and move on with setting up a new one? A few years back I had these questions in my mind when I would acquaint someone moving away from home. Now I know all the answers. It feels good and bad. Sweet and sour at the same time. I was a lot excited about it. Not that I was leaving my home,family and friend behind but about those that I’d make now.

Pune was better than I expected. After a lot of this as that, finally that day comes when you step into a new life. It took me great struggle to get what I have right now. I was never the brightest of the lot I was in, but for some reason, I had my moments every now and then when I would out perform myself and amuse the whole bunch of people around me and even myself. It takes a lot more to prove your worth to people who despise you. IT TAKES A LOT OF PATIENCE. Yes it does. It takes a lot of effort to ignore those people and keep doing things your way. You need to break their rules. You need to break bad.

Last 45 days have been quite an experience for me. Saw a lot of things that altered me as a person. Felt a lot of things that nurtured me a human. Made some fabulous bonds with great people. Learnt things monstrously. Missed home equally. And most of all, been away from this digital personal space for a long time. 😀 Maybe it was due to lack of motivation. Working in my new job I learnt that you tend to work more effectively when you are being recognized for it. I recently realized that my minute digital print on WordPress was being missed. 🙂

I also met few people I would not call “the best alive on earth. 😀 Sorry folks, but that’s that. I can’t pretend to like someone whom I don’t. This corporate world ,at times, makes you doubt your own judgement of people. But I am not gonna break this month long fast of digital silence with bitching about people around me. (Come on, don’t loathe me,everybody likes to bitch about others).

Music has been my soul mate here. It liberates me from all the shit in this world. And when the only thing you do for 8 hrs in a day is listen to music, it kind of start defining your life. You start to connect every single event of the day to the songs you listen. You grow more and more sensitive to sounds. Any type of music starts to sooth your senses. It kind of becomes your drug. It becomes your refuge from all the mental fatigue. It is your stress buster at work. It is your entertainer at home. When you live alone in a new city with new people around you, you certainly need something that can get you high, can get you shut the whole world mentally and take you to a paradise where you rule, where it’s your wish. Some people find this high in booze. I do in music. Weather and a pair of headphones is all I need to feel complete here.

It’s difficult to move to a new city all by yourself. But there have been very few sour experiences. Most of the memories that I have captured in the last 45 days are gonna last for a long time. It makes you feel disgusting to share the same room with someone you don’t know well enough. But that’s when practicality hits you on the face. And slowly you start to ADJUST.

It took me around a week to adjust to this new life. But every now and then there have been turns and twists. Every few weeks there was something new to adjust to. And after 45 days in this city, this is the first weekend when I could sit down, plug in my music and write this blog. That’s how unappealingly eventful my weekends have been. But I love this weekend. No cloths to launder, no utensils to wash. This is “ME TIME”. Apparently I did not realize that I needed this break more than anything until one of my rommie did this. I feel good. Sitting in the balcony with my playlist dancing in my head. This is so good. And the best part is, Sunday is yet to come. Probably tomorrow I’ll read something. But first I am gonna enjoy today, finish this blog, go for a long walk in the pleasantly cold Pune’s evenings. Eat an ice cream maybe and then come back home, sleep early today. That’s my plan for today. It might seem the most boring weekend that anybody could ever spend but that’s me. That’s how I like my weekends. I’d prefer to spend time with myself than party outside with others. I like to socialize a lot but I like to go out on dates with myself more.

I have no idea what the next few month’s gonna bring form me, but whatever they may be, I know I’ll find a way to make the most out of them… 🙂

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Too many things on my mind.

Lately I haven’t been on wordpress much. It all started on 13th this month. I was eagerly waiting for the result of this Job interview that i went through the week before. Till this day I was very clear about my career path for the next year or so. That day passed with little celebrations and a few congratulation calls from friends and family. Seemed like a pretty good day to me. The worst followed the next day. I received an email stating that I have made it to an MBA college I applied for. Well this, at first, seemed like a WOW moment. Getting two things that i always wanted to. But then, I had to decide which one to let go and which one to hold on. That is when the hardest part starts. Then next few days passed horribly with me along with my family brainstorming about both the options but still the balance was equally weighted for both of them. I had sleepless nights, not because I was worried or anxious but because I was up all night chatting with seniors ,employees and Ex-employees about the credibility of choosing that stake. There was a time I would make up my mind for one, and the next morning I was completely blank why I chose that. It was like you were given a choice to take home Either Angelina Jolie and Scarlet Johansson. None seemed better over other and none seemed lesser of other. I was too scared to flip a coin because I thought the coin would not come down.
In a day or two I got pretty pissed off. Nobody giving me a straight answer. Though one of my closest friend (Raunaq) was trying very hard to convince me into job. I really appreciate his effort there and his friendship throughout my graduation. But the thing was I was too skeptical about myself, I felt I may not succeed in the MBA entrance exams two years from now. I failed to trust my ability. I always boasted a practical personality, but here I realized the true me. After a lot of data crunching and anticipating the future prospects that might be best for me with the advice of a few i trust, I settled for one. The Job. But these 7 days have been the longest and the most mentally torturing days of my life. I couldn’t even celebrate for the happiness i received. In-fact I dont remember being happy these 7 days. All i remember is being worried and anxious and checking my facebook profile every 15 mins for any messages from people I’ve been consulting about this. And I am not happy about this. There were times I wished that I hadn’t got both these opportunities at the same time. But as it turns out or rather as it had to turn out, I voted for one and now I have accepted the fact that I will have to live with the consequences whatever they may be.