My Age is a Palindrome!

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(..sounding geek.. :D)

I turned 22 this year..!

And time for the bird to leave the nest, to travel across 2406km, to a city they call- Banglore!

Graduated and still jobless, so does the search for destination taking us round the globe, though for now just descending down to a few thousand kilometers.

One Monday- 19th September- cutting the cake, ‘fuuu’ing the candles, laughing and still into the childish dreams, but was all that isn’t an acceptable thing at 22...??...
another Monday- 26th September- keeping aside the charm of childhood and care freeness, setting onto the longest journey yet, 2400km at an average speed of 53km/hr...phew, that will take 33 long hours....
the life’s too long to have lotsa spare time to put in such things....later will be cribbing for each weekend...!
(..wish it would have been 800km/hr, in the air..!;) )


Excited, nervous, happy, sad, tensed, content...everything and anything!

Gonna miss this corner of my home, cozy things, ease of life, exploration of creativity and crafting that i do here, solitude... --- times change.

Before, i use to think, it might be easy for the people going, as compared to the people left behind- but well when being on both sides, its exactly same in both cases.

Whenever the spirit goes low- getting inspired by other friends/ family who are away; to keep telling inside that things will all be good, banglore is a dream city of many..and now a reality fr me..!
..at times telling myself that I love travelling, or other times- “this is just an experience- if you won’t like- can come back anytime.”...and at times...fearing my diplomacy and confusions...

I will write about it, click pictures, meet new people, find old friends....and of course search for my bread and butter..! :D

.....and in midst of all that- learning to love myself.....what if there comes some disappointments- but never to start hating myself...coz what’s in me, is in no one else....and how much one love others, that much one should love the self toooo...!!

..as they say....”when you don’t get anything...you get experience...”
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..and the best thing Dr. Awesome is always there to help, inspire, admire.....and a lot of other Awesome People around! :)



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