So the gaps between my posts is increasing in a geometric fashion, and I guess I have maybe another 3 posts left in me before I die. Looking back at my older posts, I feel only regret that I didn't post more often or in greater detail. If I had, I would probably be able to remember a lot more about my life than I do now. I can't believe I was complaining about having to move about a lot. Its only once you get planted that you realize what a privilege it is to have the freedom to just get up and leave, move to a new place and start a new phase.
So I am in Bangalore now, probably not a surprise considering my education. If anything, I should be surprised it took this long. There was a time when all I wanted was to move here and instead I had ended up in Mumbai. One of the clearest memories I have from that time was the loathing I felt for Mumbai, not just because it was alien to me, but because all my friends from college had moved to Bangalore instead. I wanted to be with them instead of having to strike out on my own. Today, now that I have finally moved to Bangalore, I am in touch with not a single one of them (atleast not the ones I had initially counted on). Somewhere along the way, I made new friends, more lasting friends, more sincere friends (more on that later). I stopped believing in fate a long time ago, but it is still a strange coincidence that out of all the people from my engineering days, I would still be in touch regularly only with my first roommate. Things just seem to have a weird way of working out like that.
Oh, and also, my ex is in Bangalore. Not just any ex, The ex. The first real love, the first big heartbreak, the first everything. Its not that I have any feelings left there or any desire to rekindle the old romance, but it still weighs in once in a while.
Anyway, I'm just going to end this flash-in-the-pan entry now. If I manage to get back to this soon, I'll enter more details.
So I am in Bangalore now, probably not a surprise considering my education. If anything, I should be surprised it took this long. There was a time when all I wanted was to move here and instead I had ended up in Mumbai. One of the clearest memories I have from that time was the loathing I felt for Mumbai, not just because it was alien to me, but because all my friends from college had moved to Bangalore instead. I wanted to be with them instead of having to strike out on my own. Today, now that I have finally moved to Bangalore, I am in touch with not a single one of them (atleast not the ones I had initially counted on). Somewhere along the way, I made new friends, more lasting friends, more sincere friends (more on that later). I stopped believing in fate a long time ago, but it is still a strange coincidence that out of all the people from my engineering days, I would still be in touch regularly only with my first roommate. Things just seem to have a weird way of working out like that.
Oh, and also, my ex is in Bangalore. Not just any ex, The ex. The first real love, the first big heartbreak, the first everything. Its not that I have any feelings left there or any desire to rekindle the old romance, but it still weighs in once in a while.
Anyway, I'm just going to end this flash-in-the-pan entry now. If I manage to get back to this soon, I'll enter more details.
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