Its been a while I wrote something in my blog .. shame on me I was busy with many other things in life and take sometime for my own self phew!!
Thank god !! Finally had a chance to scribble something now.. how mechanical life has become for me atleast .. waking up at 6 get ready and jump to office by 8 .. work like machine till 12 ... take some food to keep the rest of the day going .. and then come back home cook something eat sleep and then wat ?? ... next morning again :( .My grandpa always use to say .. u gotta love the thing u do .. no matter how small or big it is .. well do I like my job ?? good question .. ofcourse I do .. its the only best friend i have got now :D i eat sleep drink and share the past few months of my life with it .. so how can i not ..
With all these things running up in mind and heart, I just feel I stopped feeling for many things in life .... I always wanted to make my grandpaa feel proud and happy about my achievement in life .. I always thought of that day when I can run home with all the certificates and appreciations in hand and show him that these are my achievements in life and these are possible only because of you .. well the day never came and my granddad is nomore ... he never got a chance to see what i have become today in life ... but he always wanted me to be in this position .. strong- happy- and individual ... I always wondered , is it fate that brought me till here or the luck or blessing from my g'dad or is this just a part of life where u need to grow old find a job for yourself and keep things rolling ..whatever it is , I miss him so much today and cant imagine going back in a time machine and make many things right ... but all I could do is shed tears atleast once in a day seeing his picture hanging on my bedroom closet and just think and feel him for that moment ..
Washington Irving once said: There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love. May be that's all I could do ...that's the way I could apologize him for not visiting him the last time , not taking care of many imp things of his and not being a truthful child to him , as he trusted me with all his heart ..
If you see me past all these things, I m a happy person. But to those who think so .. " Being happy doesn't mean everything is perfect.It means that you've decided to look beyond the imperfections"
