A new Era Begins

Small changes creep into our lives and we don't even notice them, till one fine day you realise that you are not the same person that you were before. Honestly change is inevitable (Cliched, i know but so true), people say they haven't changed, but thats such a lie , every experience , every success, every failure , every memory and every memory removed changes us. But then im not really talking about such a change, such change is gradual , at times even not perceived, but there are some changes which just shout out and slap you in the face.

Im back home , infact i have been back home for just about a week now, its not been difficult to get into another schedule, its people i know, its places i Havent seen for ages but its places that evoke childhood memories which have been buried and forgotten long ago, good and bad, mostly good though. Its a new life.

I miss that life, well not so much the life but rather the people,i miss Arihaant, and though i wouldn't be caught dead saying it i do miss my sis too. The beer and the ham and the fancy meals i can do without , but i miss the independence of cooking my meals the way i want them.I miss the familiar roads of the daily jog, the roads here were familiar once but now seem strange,those roads which are familiar now will one day be strange again.

Right so coming back to Simla the first thing that hits you is the fact that its a small town and that every one knows everyone. i miss the anonymity of larger towns. Here you are stopped on familiar roads by semi-familiar faces that want to know where you have been, and what you are doing and the burning question are you married yet. i mean its as if every stranger wanted to give me his / her daughter and couldnt wait for me do procreate. Damn small towns, at the same time its interesting to know about the lives of people here, satisfied lives, at times stagnant but atleast superficially satisfied. And here i go once again not knowing where i want to go, or how im gonna get there. Its sad at 32 im still as confused as a 10 year old. I mean i meet juniors from school, classmates even random acquaintances who seem to have made something of themselves, who seem to have some direction, either by choice or by force but they have a path while i struggle to find the light.

Maybe thats what lifes all about , but Simla is like that it always makes me think , it might be cause i have always had too much spare time when im here but in a way i think thats good. So here is to finding a new job , a new life and well maybe a new wardrobe and to remembering the people that are not here, heres to a new Era an era of self discovery yet once again.