The New Arrival

Life cannot be understood in one life. I was in a new place, new city with several new people. Allocated to a new project, where the location was as gloomy as it can be, but co-workers were good to keep me going.

It was a hard time, after the loss, nowadays termed as breakup. It was a departure, as I never ever broke up, neither did she.

Yahoo Messenger, chain mails were in full swing those days. Orkut was, what facebook is today. I was struggling to keep myself busy and disconnected with myself. I got habituated of talking, chatting, surfing. Internet was costly, but office net was not. Friends, all of them seems to be busy, except when partying. I often felt alone in the apartment, where four friends stayed together.

Then as I said earlier, life cannot be understood in one life. I got habituated of talking to one girl, a completely one sided one. She has time to chat, and that was enough for me as others were too busy. Also talking to strangers, sometimes save you from other side effects.

Those few hours of chat, used to take away from my pain. It turned out to be an obsession, I continued to slide into.

It was a beginning of something good, pleasant but also another arrival in my life. As it happens, if there are arrivals, there will be departures, unless you are permanently grounded.


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