Life comes to a full circle...
This statement has never been quite clear to me.
This statement has a deeper meaning.
This statement has always fallen on my ears with an uncanny mysterious vibration.
I stood at the gates of BITS Pilani as a fresher, my young heart thumping with excitement. My first impressions of BITS on my first day of my first year could not have been better. Bid a smiling farewell to my tearful Dad and wondered how our reactions clashed at the same event.
I stood at the gates of Meera Bhawan as a psenti-semite,
my heart heavy with grief at leaving the safe haven,
bidding a tearful farewell to my friends,
watched some faces, shut my eyes to save the last glimpse in my eye forever, and wondered if I would ever see it again,
touched the walls of the Bhawan and felt the mere physicality of the place,
hesitant to venture outside the gate of BITS Pilani.
And suddenly, a chill gripped my spine. I was standing at the same spot at which I had stood 4 years back. I was the same person and the changed person, at the same place and the changed place.
Life had come to a full circle.
I watched at the Audio video Codec people in my company, frantically coding in Assembly language, watched the papers thrown around, busy with careless scribbling of trains of 0's and 1's. I would never join the Group I thought. Too Technical. Not for a lazy soul like me.
Five years from then, I watched my colleagues at the Audio Video Codec group, heard my own voice discussing compression fundas with them, flipped through my practise work with a crossword of o's and 1's. Suddenly, I stopped, frozen to the spot.. Circumstances had made me a part of the group, how and when and why dont matter. I was at the same crossroad years back. I was here again. Too technical. For a hard-working soul like me.
Life had come to a full circle.
This will come back to you, he had said. What you have lost will be yours again. The tears you have shed, which evaporated into the mystic clouds, will rain again. The doors you have slammed shut will re-open. The people you have shunned will haunt you again. The story you have brought to an end will re-start. The people you have hurt will hurt you back again. The sacrifices you have made will encash again. The love you have lived will stop for a brief time, and continue again. Everything will be dark for some moment and then there will be light again. You will transition into the next phase- the next level-with higher experiences, but with new faces and same souls again.
Life or Death will come to a full circle again.............
This statement has never been quite clear to me.
This statement has a deeper meaning.
This statement has always fallen on my ears with an uncanny mysterious vibration.
I stood at the gates of BITS Pilani as a fresher, my young heart thumping with excitement. My first impressions of BITS on my first day of my first year could not have been better. Bid a smiling farewell to my tearful Dad and wondered how our reactions clashed at the same event.
I stood at the gates of Meera Bhawan as a psenti-semite,
my heart heavy with grief at leaving the safe haven,
bidding a tearful farewell to my friends,
watched some faces, shut my eyes to save the last glimpse in my eye forever, and wondered if I would ever see it again,
touched the walls of the Bhawan and felt the mere physicality of the place,
hesitant to venture outside the gate of BITS Pilani.
And suddenly, a chill gripped my spine. I was standing at the same spot at which I had stood 4 years back. I was the same person and the changed person, at the same place and the changed place.
Life had come to a full circle.
I watched at the Audio video Codec people in my company, frantically coding in Assembly language, watched the papers thrown around, busy with careless scribbling of trains of 0's and 1's. I would never join the Group I thought. Too Technical. Not for a lazy soul like me.
Five years from then, I watched my colleagues at the Audio Video Codec group, heard my own voice discussing compression fundas with them, flipped through my practise work with a crossword of o's and 1's. Suddenly, I stopped, frozen to the spot.. Circumstances had made me a part of the group, how and when and why dont matter. I was at the same crossroad years back. I was here again. Too technical. For a hard-working soul like me.
Life had come to a full circle.
This will come back to you, he had said. What you have lost will be yours again. The tears you have shed, which evaporated into the mystic clouds, will rain again. The doors you have slammed shut will re-open. The people you have shunned will haunt you again. The story you have brought to an end will re-start. The people you have hurt will hurt you back again. The sacrifices you have made will encash again. The love you have lived will stop for a brief time, and continue again. Everything will be dark for some moment and then there will be light again. You will transition into the next phase- the next level-with higher experiences, but with new faces and same souls again.
Life or Death will come to a full circle again.............
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