sweet memories and broken woes....

many things in life have a conclusion which we never expect.... and at the time when it is least expected they either are wrapped up as sweet memories and kept inthe files of our brain forever... they always bring a smile on our lips and a brightness which drives away all the gloom surrounding us but,at times the conclusions are either jittery or heart wrenching...always letting a tear trickle down our cheeks and sending the message of solitude to the world around-every thng seems to stop suddenly,everything that we do seem to fail and then,our mental stabilty goes for a toss.....

there are instances where i have undergone pain and also had sweet memories...... i dont wanna gloom the post with some negative vibes but wanna share some good instances and moments which always refresh me....
the day i joined the job,it was a different day almost. before that, i used to be a part of a sea of students.....as a school student,as a intermediate student,as a graduate,as a student of law and finally as a management student and this day i belong to a class of people known as professionals. the first day of the first job is always a memory sweeter than sugar :-).

my first flight-from hyderabad to mumbai. yet another sweet memory. Till then i had been to airport as a visitor to send of someone or had been to do a project as a management student but never to board one. the experience was different. However,journey by volvo busses had let me know not much of it. Many experienced fliers say that when the flight takes off,there is always a different feeling....may be spinning of head or something like that but,in my case,nothing as such happened. i could feel the flight take off and once off the ground,the world around got transformed into a google earth model which i always use to travel the world...free of cost!
those gigantic mountains became small plateaus and the rivers became a splash of blue on a canvas surrounded by earth brown and green colors with disections and intersections of black lines as thin as a line or a stroke of pencil lead on white paper... when the flight was on the apex..... sitting by the wing,i could see the floating clouds kiss it and forming a cushion beneath....

now lets get down the flight and travel the much travelled path-road!
In Mumbai,we went to Sahara city.....I heard Subroto roy promising Indian cricket team in the world cup at some point of time that he would gift them the cottages when they bring the cup home....and i was there to take a look at the beauty engineered by him this day. Sprawling to the length my eyes could gauge,it was a breathless beauty. we were greeted at the enterance in a typical Indian style.... there were drums,smiling reception from the beautiful ladies who greeted us with a tilak on our foreheads and a drink to cool us....

....natural beauty was abundant for all those who loved nature more than partners!!!

there was one incident which happende which i cannot forget..... it was a bit frightening and adventurous as well...... there was one pool where all my colleagues were playing hand ball ....and many were diving in to be a part of the game. Some thing in me said to be a part of the game... and my feet tiptoed towards the pool slowly...... equally there was one fear which was dragging my feet away.... I didnot know how to swim and till date i have never tried learning it ....

however,i decided to go ahead and went up the slide and went down in a flash! the moment next every thing went blank as we see in the movies when some one is drowned in a pool of water.....silence all around as if all the sound systems of the nature have been muted...... i was in the pool..... i didnot know for a second what had happened.....there was no sun,no friends,no noise but it was only water all around.... and then i emerged out of the water..... gasping for oxygen.... (generally that is what happens when u dive into the waters.....but being a first timer into the waters,it was something different.....it shook me for a while...) and then i found my feet at the floor of the pool,there was sun,noises around and ofcourse my colleagues in the pool playing hand ball.....
a smile broke on my lips and i tried moving ahead by walking with my feet to the slippery ground of the pool without any support of the wall... i could not walk as i was unable to balance my body in there and again slipped in.....this time it was very bad. I was in the centre of the pool with one of my colleague by my side and when i slipped in,it was in sleeping position with face down and back up....i tried balancing myself and avoided hitting the floor....at that moment only one thing struck me .. not to panic but hold on to one of the many legs which were in the water so that i can get some help and yes,after being submerged for a minute,i got a hand to pull me out.....

Well this was my second and perhaps the last encounter with pool and water....the first one being in school when i slipped into a small water tank and was in it head in feet out for a couple of minutes before the labourers working on a building there in spotted me...

Even today also when i remind myself of this incident at Sahara,i shiver.

after that i had been to many places where i had to cross brooks with strong flowing waters walking or rivers by boats when on trips in the weekends.....some real adventural memories which are sweeter than the trip enjoyments to the forest areas in EAST GODAVARI..

there are memories of my meetings with some people which i can never forget but, every meeting reminded, gives a feeling of solitude which hurts more than any thing in the world.
I wont go deep into this but would only say one thing.... it hurts to be deeply involved into relationships which we have to terminate at some point of time..... yes,i felt it because the day i left rajahmundry and got transfered to kakinada just 60kms away from the city,i knew i would miss my best friend and guide and that i have to start everything from zero again on personal basis...... i am a person who hates to be lonely and this was the situation where i was again left to the mercy of solitude till the time i got some one matching my mentality.... it may seem a minute issue but when faced,things change....

even today when i come back to my room after the day's work,solitude hurts!
well,i close here....... post in ur sweet,adventurous or some james bond/dracula moments...which u would wish to share.....

see you:-)