Same wind was blowing in my face
Same rains were falling on those cab windows
The look was the same in my eyes but the feelings were so different.
There was a pain and there was a hope. Pain of missing the past and hope for the coming future.
Just do not know which was stronger. But to balance from falling off, I have to keep pedaling the cycle of life.
Landed back in Mumbai on 28th of August. I had been planning this trip since the day I left Bombay but unfortunately it kept on getting delayed. Maybe that was for the best I don't know, not as yet but I am hoping so. Professional reasons yes its g8, personal not so much.
I freaking miss my apartment so much. Staying at a college friend's place and everytime I cross Juhu PVR or Waves Gym I miss the good times spent with some special people. Feels like part of heart is missing. Topping that list of people i am missing, is my doll, my fiesty little sister who is always right but i never want to acknowledge. The trouble maker and trouble solver of my life. I am also missing a dear friend with whom I had spent the last few days of my previous stay in Bombay.
But now is probably the start of another struggle. Right now I am focussing my life firstly only on professional advancement on what I really want to do and secondly doing a lot of charity work. Helping others makes me soooo happy. Personal life can take a backseat for the time being. I am focussing all my energies on struggling for the next few years to give my career a shape and hopefully in that process my personal life will also take a form. Because when you hold something in your hands too tight or run after some particular thing, it just slips away from your hands like sand. But when you let yourself grow and be a better, stronger and trustworthy person life just becomes more beautiful to live in.
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