There were moments that keeps me reminding of my past. These moments can be times when I'm tuned to a particular song or realizing the fact that I'm speaking exact same sentence in an almost ditto situation .Déjà-Vu ?Well, most of the times these past moments are sweet, mixed with a slight pinch of sorrow .Daughtry was a part of ma life since Amrita days. Playing those songs aloud, complaining of missing home after his song HOME has stopped playing, anxiously waiting for the song to play in ma random play list and today as I plugged in my mobile head set into ma ears while concentrating on ma work, a familiar tone startled me .For a moment I was back at Coimbatore , in ma old room c-215 with ma friends, watching late night movies or munching high carbs on the day before exams, commenting on good looking girls, sharing the days gossip, sitting in the canteen having chaat ,pretending to be sitting in the back bench catching a quick nap, trying to figure out how a tool works, making a big fool out of oneself for the review .Life was growing in a sheltered pot...watered, manured ,pruned at proper intervals, right now I feel like been out among the wild blooms, proving Darwins theory of evolution. As, a student all of us shared an easy flowing life, with occasional tensed moments the night before exams .Now, every day is a struggle, pressure of failure, dealing with high expectations .Things were same 1 year before too, only thing that different was "I was never really bothered" .Multiple times, I flunked for exams BIG time but ,there was always a hope of “NEXT”. In corporate world it’s not the same story, there is no tomorrow for life is filled with deadlines .If life was all about dreams one year before, now it’s all about action. Writing this post makes me feel all grown up, my shoulders heavy with responsibilities.

Pack your bags, forget your secretary, jump on the colourful lorry…….visit old fort, climb the steepest mountain, cherish local flavours, learn new languages, get wet, dirty your shoes, plunge into a river, brave the storm. LIVE YOUR LIFE!!!!!Times when I think, I should have been someone else, may be a bird, soaring through the high skies. When everything else down below is just a tiny spot .To forget and get lost.Or may be as innocent as a child, sleeping peacefully at night devoid of the stress lines on forehead.Laugh out loud.............