The last couple of days have been trying and exhausting, if nothing else. Jet lag and the confusion and mismanagement at Mumbai airport apart, I was quite quite shaken by meeting this lady who had lost her mother and was flying back to Bangalore for the last rites. I tried to just comfort her in whatever way I could, but her agony and blankness gave me such a turmoil...I am still thinking about her and praying for her. She kept on saying that I was like an angel who came to give her strength, even now she messaged me on Facebook and said the same thing - but how can I tell her that perhaps she has acted as the real angel - who removed my last bit of doubt about my decision of leaving everything and going home. Perhaps it was God's own way of telling me that I was doing right.
Anyways now the news is spilled to the client also, so the things are kind of closed. And I had kind of come to a decision, when I could think a lot during the last couple of weeks stay in Bahrain. There is no point torturing myself in a place that badly hurts my ego. Finally you know, I have come to terms with the give and take policy of the world, i.e. I have learnt not to be a slave anymore. Not to keep giving when I get nothing. I know my world will become empty without my job, I will be a very pensive girl, but fact remains that I am equally unhappy now as well - so why not walk a different path? And I have realized something more - when you have adequate perseverance, every bad thing finally comes to an end - it was a very big mistake to force myself to stay on in this place for so long - and since last July it has been absolutely choking. Thank God it is going to end up soon.
The last day in Bahrain was fun though. I finally came out of my budgeted existence and did a lot of shopping. As I shopped for the four most important people of my life (dad, mom, bro and gran) - I couldn't but remember the fifth person. Bahrain, and this flight itinerary always reminds me of him. Can't really believe that just a year back we used to coexist in such a harmonious way, being integral part of each other's life - even now there are people in the office who fondly remember him and tell me, you and he were two real friends I got in this office. There must be something good about him that people talk about him in this way? I try not to have anything to do with my Boo - but then, I still don't get the answer to why he had to play with my life and my emotions, when he knew that I was already as hurt as someone could be in love, and that he won't really be able to make any difference? I am a girl who has seen things escaping from her every now and then, I felt I'd die without my bossie, I live, I have seen death of some of my most favorite people on earth, I live, I saw my Boo walk out of the same office where we had met for the first time, I knew I will never meet him again, I live - come what may, I will live. I know I am being delirious now, but just remembered watching Hector die in the movie Troy - so what, does anyone respect him any less because he lost a duel and died?
Anyways now the news is spilled to the client also, so the things are kind of closed. And I had kind of come to a decision, when I could think a lot during the last couple of weeks stay in Bahrain. There is no point torturing myself in a place that badly hurts my ego. Finally you know, I have come to terms with the give and take policy of the world, i.e. I have learnt not to be a slave anymore. Not to keep giving when I get nothing. I know my world will become empty without my job, I will be a very pensive girl, but fact remains that I am equally unhappy now as well - so why not walk a different path? And I have realized something more - when you have adequate perseverance, every bad thing finally comes to an end - it was a very big mistake to force myself to stay on in this place for so long - and since last July it has been absolutely choking. Thank God it is going to end up soon.
The last day in Bahrain was fun though. I finally came out of my budgeted existence and did a lot of shopping. As I shopped for the four most important people of my life (dad, mom, bro and gran) - I couldn't but remember the fifth person. Bahrain, and this flight itinerary always reminds me of him. Can't really believe that just a year back we used to coexist in such a harmonious way, being integral part of each other's life - even now there are people in the office who fondly remember him and tell me, you and he were two real friends I got in this office. There must be something good about him that people talk about him in this way? I try not to have anything to do with my Boo - but then, I still don't get the answer to why he had to play with my life and my emotions, when he knew that I was already as hurt as someone could be in love, and that he won't really be able to make any difference? I am a girl who has seen things escaping from her every now and then, I felt I'd die without my bossie, I live, I have seen death of some of my most favorite people on earth, I live, I saw my Boo walk out of the same office where we had met for the first time, I knew I will never meet him again, I live - come what may, I will live. I know I am being delirious now, but just remembered watching Hector die in the movie Troy - so what, does anyone respect him any less because he lost a duel and died?
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