Wish You Were Here
Now that I have decided to "Keep Talking", I probably need to concoct something up to start filling up my blog page. I suddenly realize that I have “missed the bus” by not “talking enough” in the past. Hence this blog is dedicated to all those friends of mine, which is quite a number, who I wish were here with me – hence – Wish You Were Here.
The reason I chose to move to Madras, was because there is something about this place that strikes a chord with my heart. The presence of sufficient stock of family members, friends from school, college has created a mix that I wouldn’t be able to get anywhere else. And suddenly I feel that by creating this comfortable home for myself here, I seem to miss out on something – the friends – unforgotten – but not a part of my daily life any more.
I undertake these trips to Bangalore for this exact reason and during my past two trips to the U.S. I made it a point to meet up with as many of my friends as possible. In spite of all this there is still a blank that exists, which I am not sure what will fill up. It is probably this “blank” that drives me, the purpose of my existence, to find out what the blank is and fill it up. It is probably normal human nature to try to balance an unbalanced equation, the thirst and fear of unknown, a deadly yet vital combination that is the fuel of desire.
As another day at work comes to an end, another cycle of time completes, and the blank grows bigger. I only wish those friends were around to help me fill up the blanks.
“The sun is the same in the relative way, but you're older, and shorter of breath and one day closer to death”
The reason I chose to move to Madras, was because there is something about this place that strikes a chord with my heart. The presence of sufficient stock of family members, friends from school, college has created a mix that I wouldn’t be able to get anywhere else. And suddenly I feel that by creating this comfortable home for myself here, I seem to miss out on something – the friends – unforgotten – but not a part of my daily life any more.
I undertake these trips to Bangalore for this exact reason and during my past two trips to the U.S. I made it a point to meet up with as many of my friends as possible. In spite of all this there is still a blank that exists, which I am not sure what will fill up. It is probably this “blank” that drives me, the purpose of my existence, to find out what the blank is and fill it up. It is probably normal human nature to try to balance an unbalanced equation, the thirst and fear of unknown, a deadly yet vital combination that is the fuel of desire.
As another day at work comes to an end, another cycle of time completes, and the blank grows bigger. I only wish those friends were around to help me fill up the blanks.
“The sun is the same in the relative way, but you're older, and shorter of breath and one day closer to death”
posted by Barath Shankar Subramanian at
4:04 AM
2 Comments:
Cool Blog Dude! True that all of us miss the big gang and the company that we always enjoyed at some point in life! But those cherished moments will always be in our memory and give an everlasting happiness!
Keep Blogging da!
oie..very nice blog..a real good read.
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