Happy Dussehra: Taking Stock and Moving on

A despondent existence that hits you late at night when you are absorbed in your thoughts, seeing the fan rotate ever so slightly and your existence surrounded by the biege shades of the room you call "home", for now.

And then, it suddenly hits you. A reality you have been running away from since the last year. Anuj, you have left your home. Your heart still resides in the warmth of your parents' smiles, in the nostalgic past with your siblings.

And yet, you trudge your work life in Mumbai in hope of one day reversing all this gloom into happiness. Of having achieved something that gives motive to all your efforts and struggles till now: all those days when you decided to study a bit more than go playing with friends, the nights you prepared for interviews while your mates at college went partying, and the weekends you perfected those presentations that eventually were never credited to you.

As you have now made peace with your work - a never ending charade of mediocre tasks that bring zero value addition to your skills, you are here with those 2AM thoughts.

Where is the meaning in all of this?

Will it be better the second time you put your faith in the mundane tasks?

Is this why you toiled hard in an NIT-IIM?

I hope I get some answers as I prepare to start again. Hope is indeed the elixir of Gods.

However, if it is to be different this time around, I have to let go of so many burdens I have been carrying in my life. For instance,

1. the need for validation at work.

2. the need to be engrossed in cultivating relationships.

3. the need to find love.

4. filling up my time with unnecessary social media and Netflix.

and the list and the lust goes on...

PS: As a ritual, I end my narrations with a song. Today, I bring an instrumental one from Bollywood. I hope you enjoy this rendition of a famous 2000s song about love and the eternal longing to meet your better half.