No matter how much you travel all your life, there is bound to be an experience that borders on the forgettable, a phase at least of an adventure which you'd much rather forget as soon as possible. I guess it is more striking while you're going through it, and probably in the future when you look back, might just not look that big a deal to you. Yet as the moment persists, the ensuing agony of having to drag through every day, lie in bed aimlessly all night in anticipation of a change in the way things are to the way you'd like them to be, is what gets to you in the end. Contrary to common perception, I always thought that being a new comer to a foreign land had its own share of adventure. Little did I know what had been store in this small Pandora's box along the coast of the Black Sea :)
But I won't go into the details of the misadventures this time round, I have cribbed about them all day, have sworn off the people responsible to the deepest realms of hell, cursed the day I chose this uni, and now no more. I sat down post-dinner contemplating why I should persist in this place. The reasons were galore but trust me if you move your luggage 4 times in a single evening to places 4 kilometres away from each other, logic does not really get to you. Frustration built up and the urge to chuck it all and go back to India grew - to be able to lay in mom's lap, a good night's sleep at home, a fun fight with my bro, all comes rushing back to you. But in that moment you realise its these things that drive you forward - the ability to have a good time, with everyone. I might not have had the greatest one week in Istanbul thus far, mostly coz of the acco problems, but hey, its a long 4 months - who knows ;)
This blog just came out since I wanted others to know that not every journey is an adventure, shit happens. Not everything you set out for goes your way, but the key remains persistence, for it is in times of shit that the deo shines ;) Will keep you all posted as and when the (mis)adventures of yours truly ensue - for now lets just rest it at a humble post ;) Wotsay ? :P
Hey, my blog, my feelings, bugger off if you're not interested :) Cheers !
2 comments:
That's what we call experiences....nobody promised they are bound to be good.
Suppose what would become of life if everything goes well the way we want, we don't commit any mistake, nothing bad happens to people
..I feel that life is not worth living :).
Mistakes, difficult circumstances gives you a hard time when you face them.But those are the things that you remember and feel proud of while looking back years later :).
Moreover you get good stories in your pocket when you would have grandchildren :D.
And the wise sage spoketh :P
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