Life is changed. College officially got over last month. It is surely gonna be one of my best chapters of my life keeping the academics and college administration apart. Met a lotta interesting people, saw the change of characters, relationships and attachments over the time of 4 years. Wonderful it was.
Life is indeed unexpected and pretty much complex. Decisions you make, things you have to achieve, people around you, people who are not, everything is very tough after the college. Had a few days outing with friends post exam, but missed some special few during those outings. Although the outings where all good, din enjoy them because of the unknown type of river ahead and the sport I will be into in a few days. Finding the balance in life is kinda tricky thing you encounter, and this moment was the critical one. And i chose white water rafting and that too, the rush started earlier than I thought.
An unknown playground I’m in, I knew rowing through the lake, canoeing through calm river.
Never told anyone my things completely. May be it was because of past experiences I have had from various aspects of life.
Moments are the greatest of all things I believe human mind is more excited about. I have captured some moments both with my camera, and my memory. I have some very special ones in my memory, which ‘m very sure most of them involved might have forgotten. The tiny details are the ones which put a smile on my face from those moments.
Studies never happened really at college for me, but education really did work out for me in my own ways. I like taking personal risks a lot, but really doesn’t like taking risks when others are involved in the act.
The post college life is really tough. It is really early to tell it, but, even though I’ve experienced a bit of this loneliness away from friends last summer, this one is really different. I know there is no place to go back to find them. I really hope they do join me at some points at the river, especially some special people close to heart.
Even though I had some good friends, I mostly lived a life of loner during those days. I remember one of my classmates telling me how pathetic I’m in making new friends, and I had to admit that I do keep a very small friends circle to me. Things are the same even now. My situation has always been so, a small circle to interact with. It has its goods and bads.
There are a lotta things I’ve learnt from my parents, that they won’t have ever though I would have noticed and have taken decisions of. Some of the decisions I’ve taken about my life are real harsh, and there are few who really know that and I really hope they become a part of messing it up.
In the early stages of this white water rafting I really want people to come along, and say hi once in a while. The place I’m in is no new to me, but is finding it real hard to settle down this time, because of the combined emotional, mental, and a lotta other breakdowns. The best part is the self recovery. I must say it is like getting nirvana.
With all the hard rush in the water, ‘m waiting for my friends to join me soon on their calm rivers and say hi when we meet along the flow of life.