Today there was a farewell in my Team and to present a good luck gift, one of my colleagues invited a youngest person in the team to do the honours. And I was the one. In midst of all this growing up business, it feels superb to be the youngest in a certain group. You feel you still have the life others have lived in their times.

An important realization after 3 Idiots:

Hostel life can't be comapred to anything and has it's own charm. Gone are teh those days but will always be cherished.

There was a time few months back when I missed my friends a lot in Bangalore. I used to be occupied with office people and missed taht IIT life.
Well somehow that phase is over and I am in total love with my new life. I am independent and gradually learning to manage my life. From purchasing groceries for home to thinking every new way to make my place better to live, I am living it all. Work is good and challenging at times, very different from the academic scenario at college. The feel that I am gradually growing and turning old in my twenties is at its peak. The heart wants to be young always and full of enthu.
After saadi dill, Bangalore has finally taken my likes. The people are really good here despite language barrier at times. The weather rules here. I remember someone saying that its always cool under a tree in Bangalore is no doubt very true.
Working with people of different age groups, discovering friends in them is something I am doing for the first time in my life.
I keep discovering new ways to live my life so that boredom doesn’t creeps in.
The only thing that freaked me recently was the marriage of 2-3 colleagues of mine of comparable age as myself. But yeah everyone has his/her own perspective to discover their happiness.
One more thing that came in was the hard earned money. I took gifts for my family on recent visits home. The glow in their eyes was unbeatable to anything.
Finally it’s all good and great to live.............