"Its presence may never be felt but its absence hurts!"

The days are flying past and newer experiences are victimizing me even before I recover from the previous ones. A new city, a new accommodation with a new room partner,a new phase of employment,a totally new workplace environment,an altered schedule,new responsibilities and newer expectations....I'm perplexed with so much newness in so little time.

Its rightly said that it's inherent human tendency to resist changes and newness.Those who can are fortunate enough to be versatile souls and those who can't need to learn...And I'm on the latter side...Kerela is a beautiful place indeed and Keralites are wonderfully helpful people..so full of simplicity,so full of genuineness,so full of humbleness and pure serenity.Expressions transcends all language barriers and even when I'm unable to communicate with locals,it only takes a bit of patient understanding and gestures and expressions say it all that what words have otherwise.

Life seems so much confused and muddled..Way back in delhi,I was cursing the city for being so moving and so full of hustle-bustle..I would lament for natural greenery and the metro-city life seemed monotonic.I landed in Trivandrum with the passionate zeal of experiencing a beautiful change! Which I did but the same change that I lamented for , no longer gives me a high now.Perhaps it's homesickness,perhaps  its missing family,friends and foes ,perhaps it's missing the metropolitan life or perhaps its just that 'the grass always seems greener on the other side'...

With so much happening so quick, a pause is badly needed! and the comfort of my own little space in my own little home is badly missed! The need to interact with so many people and build  professional relationships is taking its toll on me.The joy of walking along a street in my own city with my old chaps and talking merrily!,those multiplex visits and those cricket matches,that TV hours,that poetry composition and blog walking  -those moments seem so nostalgic....Its not that I'm disliking it but it's a  case of Delhi being missed.

My training spans 3 months.With just 20-25 days here ,I have started the count-down to home.Its only when the thing that you love goes missing ,you begin to realize its value,the presence of it may never make you happy but the absence of it does hurts!

Life is so full of challenges and I'm taking this as a challenge too.Yes it's no more picnic and a challenge ,a challenge to soak in the newness without cribbing for the old.I can't live in my cocooned shell forever but I wish I could!