So it's a brand new year. Yet another successful completion of orbiting the sun. Within this monotonous journey of going round and round, several journeys take dramatic turns. Some of them abruptly end (C. Ashwath, Dr. Vishnuvardhan, MJ and millions of less popular "travellers"), some of them get magical "upgradations"(Several recent cricket heroes and stars from filmdom), many passengers had to get off their plane and wait for a bus (Reccesion Repercussions)...
Amidst these radical changes, embarking on a brand new journey is inevitable. While heading to the unknown destination and (nonsensically) revolving around the huge mass of energy with nothing but hope (and gravity)as a means of support, each passenger soul pursues several journeys. Life is not a journey, but several journeys that enigmatically reach the same destination. It better be the same destination. I presume atleast there is no chaos in death.
The last year for me has been more than an interesting journey. It has brought out all the facets of my personality. It has been the most fruitful year so far in terms of discovering "who the hell am I?".
I surprised myself in bringing out several facets which I never knew existed within me. In some cases, I never wanted such facets to exist within me. The atheist I was attempts to converse with the supreme (of course, he says,"if it exists"), the family hater I was yearns for a family, the unromantic, snobbish "I-do-what-I-want" guy is crazily in love. To the point of compromising. Oh yes, the smoker in me has died and the lover of the evening drink in me prefers fruit juice.
Have you ever heard of some one altering the course of their journey just to spend more time with a co-passenger? I hadn't. Till I heard about myself. One co-passenger accompanies me on a journey and since that moment, I decide "screw my ticket, I go where she goes". Of course, it is a she. Only a woman can make a man feel so.
This year, two new journeys have begun - the journey within, and the journey with my beautiful co-passenger. They might lead to several journeys. Hopefully, together.
I wish and pray that she remains my co-passenger during all my journeys henceforth. Even after the destined destination if possible. Like may be we decide to have coffee after the last stop. And then board another bus together. For yet another journey. A journey that is encompassed within a predetermined round and round over some other star. I do not know whether I will have gravity for support then. But I will surely carry hope. Lots of it.
