The obvious and the not so-obvious

Its really strange how all of us resist change, be it any form, for any reason or at any time. I have heard a lot of people airing their views ,opinions or more or less fears regarding the impeding and obvious change that is about to occur.


But I will like to believe that I resist it more than anyone I know of. Everytime I need to leave behind something, however obvious it might be, and move ahead, my heart shatters, I throw all tantrums, become more melodramatic than what I thought I was capable of and wail aloud.


It might be sounding very animated but nevertheless it is painful.


When I was to move out of school, away from my friends of 15 long years I thought things would never be the same. I would be shattered without my pampering support system, my peers who had helped me decide everything, from what to wear , where to eat, what to do, what could be a complete no-no. I felt like a lost pup, yelping away to glory, I ate up the ears and brains of anyone and everyone who was ready to give me a patient hearing, which fortunately I have always had a lot of (of late I have discovered that this is maybe because I sound very funny when I am up to all this). Well sorry for my customary deviation from what I had begun to speak about.


So school gave way to college, the much desired, long awaited freedom, where everything was supposed to be according to what we felt like, the loose control zone.....


College started and people who appeared as too thin, how fat!!!!, oh what a snob1, whatever and wow look at her hair, she makes me feel like a scarecrow on day one, became frenz, some gud some okay and some well ........


I had entered college with the wisdom granted by soothsayers, who were senior to me, since times immemorial that '' you wil never be able to make the kind of frenz u made in school, it will be jst frendship based on convenience........'' well if conditioning is something, let me tell u it's a big big thing. It took some time but fortunately time proved all of it wrong. I made some wonderful frenz, had one of the best times of my life, discovered and developed a completely new and different side of myself which I never knew existed. The yelping puppy developed a taste for the so called interllectual things and a hell lot of other things that are experiences, nostalgia, ecstacy, stuff that gives u an exclusive high but can't be shared.


Before I even knew it, as the cliche goes time had flown past, leaving me richer by a whole new set of frenz made for life, experiences to be cherished, lessons to be remembered for life. And then before I knew it I was wailing all over again with the same, oh God! I am gonna start working , its ''the real world'', m sure ppl are sitting there all ready to polish me off for lunch or dinner. Oh I cant bask in tat kinda glory mabbe jst snacks. Oh will I
ever make frenz again, oh Lord m gonna be all alone in this wide world of urs.
Back to my yelpin puppy ways......


About a month bak I entered my first office, one of the biggest media houses in the country (with the surity that there would be bigger maneaters out here), piled up with preconceived notions and a fear of the unknown I stepped in n went about wit my stuff, and after a series of goof ups and practical stupidity m still here , happy, rocking and above all satisfied. At the end of almost a month today I can say that although I don't know ppl here thru n thru they seem really nice, n the best part is I havent come across one single maneater.


This has taught me one thing , we as creatures of circumstances are not scared of change in itself but the baggage that shall come with it and more importantly the baggage that we wud hav to drop in case of the change, that which we have become so used to over the past days/years/months.


Change is scary because we see it as the losses we would incurr viewing the present but
what we fail to realise is that everything has an equal and opposite reaction i.e. loose some, gain some. Change will bring about new territories, new emotions, experiences, individuals et all,


All though m almost done wit all that I had to say but I need to add one very essential part, without which I guess the whole above said thing is meaningless.


We are all prisoners of what ppl tell us, what ppl believe and what has been happening always.
Somethings no doubt are written in blood and there are not many versions to it but on the hind sight how can we start new chapters of our life leave alone living it based on experiences of some other individual or individuals. We all are unique, blessed with our own set of shades of white black and very importantly grey. We are all creatures of circumstances having our own set of idiosyncrasies.


The situation of no two ppl on earth is same so essentially the reactions, experiences, inferences, all will be compulsorily different so its best to know what ppl say but they move forward with a uncluttered mind, which has a lot of space to feel, experience and cherish.


Essentially if the mind is clear and child like, life will be much much more easier, we wont crib, wont judge, wont try to read between the lines......


n believe me life at many times is actually as simple as it appears to be....with no complexities involved.