While in retrospection on life I realize that it just goes on, nothing is permanent and everything is fictitious. I am thinking on the personal account of work, relationship, even experience, skills, love or life. To begin with, assuming a chapter is one year, I may be at chapter twelfth, the time I had left the studies and employed in a company. With all the time of hard work, acquaintances, knowledge, money and experience, I find myself still the same fix, in the dilemma to make the next step forward into future, to choose someone to make a family or even establish myself to be counted as successful in this material world. I am awake to realize that the time has passed away and rather far away and I am still the same. Even the repeated efforts to come of the problematic state do not seem to an end. Again when I think this, it turns back to me as déjà vu. So better not concentrate on what went wrong, because I know that it was intentionally created conspiracies against me, that’s what I am feeling now.
Even if I look around in the world to gain some inspiration that nothing has changed actually, I find that there are lots of things that are getting fictitious and were permanent sometime before. The world on high octane fuel to race ahead ever is into recession suddenly, it was almost same time 12 years before that was the period of slow down and all careers were in transition. I knew someone around that time called kanica, who was just fresh out graduate roaming around in search of a job. As nothing much was she getting around in Delhi that she taken a decision to move to Bangalore (Now, Bangaluru), It was a startup It company Satyam that she chosen after careful investigation of company promoters and IT goodwill. The last talk I had with her gave me impression that she will not come to Delhi again. Even when she said that what Delhi has given me all these years? It made me want her, I realized me true emotions for her need in my life. I could not stop her. I longed to see her all these wihle when she kept writing back a small note on email or a letter or just a pictorial postcard. She went on… AWAY Forever… … …
Recently the Satyam fraud broke out that reminded me all about her ambition to be part of Startup Company that time. Even the hard work, sweat, devotion & dedication of most of associates and employees, broken relationships n hearts, sacrifices and dreams of ambitious people just dived thru the bottom of the sea. All this at the behest of insatiable greed for money by company’s promoters, So everything for those guys too would be fictitious as well, I suppose.
I have always believed that life has its buoyancy force, what has touché the bottom of the see will return to surface to fly again. Perhaps, the same situations of the past do keep coming again but with the better maneuverability and skill of the master craftsman, the life has to get shaped up again. The external factor on economies to continue has to be tackled well in any case. Because of wasted twelve chapters now, I got to move on regard less of any belonging or longing that ever was. I would pray to my god to energize me to resurface myself and look for external economics to work in favor of my next endeavor.
I saw this picture and realized that how close this is to my life and may describe it without any words. Shhh….