Prefaced to the 'I' in Me

After that seems like an era passed by, I am back to my closest friend... my writing.  As I do not pen this down (thanks to the hubby dear who did not get me the minimalists yet :), I am already tired of hitting the backspace tab :(. But I should move on as the bundled up thoughts just do not fit in any longer in my small brain cells and are eager to just get vented out on my bounteous readers :) I promise that this time, I will not be hard on people, things, behaviors or any other innocent piece I choose to blog on as today I chose to be subjective. I chose to share the last 2 months of in-transit days of my life.

Right after my awesome 1.5 months of work from home clubbed with Diwali holidays (last best thing Wipro could bestow on me), I had this big decision coming my way to resign from my 5 year job.  The desperation drove me to it finally on 14th December Friday night 8 PM. Let me tell you I chose my good friend's place to do this online. Amidst a party going on in house…. 5-6 people talking about some random things including the country I suppose to belong to after some months :). I had a different story cooking up inside me.  However, I never knew it will just be a Submit button and my life will change at the very next click. So here I enter the most enjoyable time of any IT person's life- The Notice Period where you treat yourself as the “Damaad-e-Company “:) I thought, so I am going to have a lot of fun as opposed to the fact that God had some add-ons to it to offer me... the fun came with a price…a heavy price of winding up. Of-course you cannot just dump in the 4 year bring-it-on-i-am-married-now stuffs that you keep collecting.

So here mein-kampf begins and for me, it sure was not less than a triumph to get those lazy legs to move on and fetch for myself. However, I never knew that I will actually start enjoying this shear pain of grabbing buyers for my vintages. I was actually feeling like graduated-an-MBA degree already with my very small things of selling from carom board to car. I stretched my sales-skill to the extent of giving up on my hubby's favorite wine glasses with an air cooler as a free gift.  Ah Yes, you hear it right in Bangalore... However, even that could not fetch a buyer for my air cooler in Bangalore. Not that I am complaining but that surely added an Imperfection to my new pursued job.. :S

The easy words that describe all this now are much ignorant of the frustrations, disappointments, sleepless nights, and struggling days that a person goes through.  Every day that starts with a checklist and each item that goes off the list leaves you behind with only the memories of it to live with now. Your first fridge, your hard earned teak wood bed... your sweet little bean bags... your most precious first car. How these non- living things leave no life in you without them! The Only two supports that kept me going in my long days  of sales and signoffs was my Baba and my new found love- Cricket ... They say that loneliness makes you discover yourself. But did you ever hear about that loneliness also discovers the rarest talent in you that you never wanted to come across. I now do not remember the time when I used to hate cricket matches coming on my idiot box. I was now one of the 11 players running behind the clueless ball and to top the charts, I also learned offside batting ;) I made my bro-in-law (Teju Baba) so proud of me..

Finally the final week came and it brought along my very personal agony aunts with it, my lovely moms. True the saying that goes - God cannot be everywhere and so he created a mother.  Only I know how relieved I was and only my moms know how much work their darling daughter levied on them and enjoyed the privilege of being their responsibility. Accompanied by their better halves were their only respite and my extra bonus of getting rid of even the last bits of pack up... I do remember the last day when I was packing up my travelling bag. All five of us had no impressions of being sad about the farewell, we never got a minute to even sit and moan about it , fortunate enough for the same.  In fact, there was a vibe getting exchanged between us of just running away as fast as we could from all this and all these.. :D cartons, bags and just more and more of the same...

At last, fastening my seat belt to take off, there came only one thought to my mind. All this that ended on such a satisfying note of success actually brushed me through myself of who I was and what all I was capable of handling and managing all alone... I was smiling within... a tear of happiness fell on my diary and wrote this whole article then and there itself... A Preface to Myself...