gratitude

human beiings are obsessed with landmarks...especially with the multiple of 5,10,25....this year i turned 25...as the clock turned 12 announcing the 1st day of august...i was gripped with a sense of terrific overwelhming emotions...and before i could get a grip on myself...my eyes were all welled...till date i dont know what had gotten into me as i was laying on the upper berth of the train...going back home after a near month trip to the u.s.a. ...at that moment my phone also started ringing..with eager friends trying to wish me...infact a friend even asked if i were crying or it was a cold or something...it was kinda obvious...

so i have had completed 25 years and had just returned home after a half way trip to the world...and when i sat down for the annual introspection of the passed year as i do on the 1st of august every year(as i write it i feel silly...)i couldnt help but do it for the entire 25 years of my life...

i would have to say that so far i have a great time...if i were to live again i wish it were exactly the same(with minor touch ups ofcourse...)the family i have...friends i have been able to achieve...i confess...i have ben very lucky!...and its been awesome fun...

and that night i thought atleast i will communicate the sense of acknowledgement i had been feeling via sms es...and i did...to people i have been very close to...to the ones not so..but definetely having a significant contributions at some point in my life...to everyone who had been there...a part of the play...the skit...the drama...the movie...the blockbuster mega hit!

no one replied...some of them might have thought...wat a sissy...and some didnt coz they knew they didnt need to...love is more of a verb than a noun...and as the great enigma had once written...silence must be heard...

and if u reading this and have known me somehow...i use this oppurtunity to extend my deepest gratitude of jsut being there in whatever capacity u have had...its been a pleasure...

they say that when you die,your entire life flashes in front of your eyes in that last moment...and i when i would die...there will be numerous moments in my life that will be worth a re-run...

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Anonymous said…
This is such an awesome post. I knew you reasonably well once upon a time, its down to a few orkut scraps here and there these days.. but the feeling is totally reciprocated.. it's been a pleasure :)
January 30, 2008 at 3:48 PM
Unknown said…
Its a beautiful and awe-inspiring blog and i can totally imagine you writing it, Rajarsh! its coz one thing i know of you is that wotever you do, you do it with passion. Its a soulful post and simply reaches out to the heart. I am glad to have known you and spent some merry time together :) wish u all d very best!
January 20, 2009 at 12:02 AM
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