Well, this note is something like my year book. About my last 15 months in the USA.
The past year has taught me many things. Since this was my first time away from home, i was missing the protective layer a typical Indian son would enjoy all through his childhood.
The transition into the education system which is pretty different from what i had back in Hyderabad was a bit of a challenge. But after the initial hiccups after a month knew what I had to do.
But transition into the living culture was far more easier. Yes, surprisingly I never missed home or felt the lack of attention or care. When after a couple of months, when I started to think about this same thing, I then realized the reason to that.
I made friends with an amazing group of people who had the same idea of making us feel at home.
We went out madly every night to any of the famous Casinos, bowling every other day, celebrated completion on a silly assignment, meaningless parties ,did crazy things, were hell bent on enjoying every moment.
Among them were two very special people. Who were the two best people I ever had, I will ever have and the best two people I LOST.
The title signifies the time that I was a friend of theirs and my time after that.
I met these two people back in my home city when we gotto know that we were coming to the same dept in the same univ. We helped each other out during our Visa process, our packing and we booked our tickets together and landed together in the Land of Dreams.
To tell in a single phrase; the way I opened up to them was far extreme than what I am to anyone else. I danced on roads, I sang stupid songs, I was the complete ME. We went around walking for fun maybe just to have an ice cream, had silly jokes on each other, we were the 3 stupid little children who were in their own world.
They were my closest people and they took care of me like a family would.
But, as the phrase goes, ' all good things had to come to an end', this did too.
We fought and fought for minor things, which in turn became the cause of us splitting apart.
That period was dark, life seemed so dull.
During that period I became close to a very energetic and out going people. And frankly I took a lot of time to open up to them. they really helped me get back to normal and bring a smile back on my face. I always had this insecure felling about my surroundings and my being but I feel now that has diminished down significantly. I owe a lot to my friends for how I am now.
I did some really bad things, I am the main reason I lost my two best friends. I repent that every day of my life. The most important lesson I learnt during my time here is to be truthful and be who you are and if you have someone special it is in your hands to protect that.
My life after March, is half lived. Though I am happy in the moment I dread about my past. I always wish I had some way to get back in time. But, I now started living my life with integrity and I am grateful to those who stood by me in my second chance of living the life as it is supposed to be.
Everything happens for your own good... This one phrase keeps me going on. I will always hope they have all the happiness in life and i'll keep on remembering the good times we shared.
Friday, October 22, 2010
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