SP Unplugged

As the rugged three years of my life comes to an end, I find myself in the middle of a whirlpool, waging the last 3 battles, to win the war. In the end, whether the war was fruitful or not, I do not know. But I, sure as f***** hell, hope its over.


The only thing that can be said is, it was one heck of a ride. From the humble abode of the lord in Srirangam to the buzzing life of Chennai to the deserts of Saudi Arabia to the sky scrapers and cars of Bahrain and finally to Jubilee Hills of Hyderabad -I zoom down the tides of time and rewind my memories, only to see that a haze of blurred jagged moments of professional enlightenment, is what that remains. Somewhere in that haze was my happiness and personal life. Somewhere in that haze lays a part of me, forgotten.


In the end, was it worth it all ? I believe there is no need to answer that question.


Many a time we do, not what we want to, but what we have to, as that is what fate demands from us. But that's only many a time. Sometimes, we do have a say; yet do we say what we want to say, when we have a say? I think not - which is why we often find ourselves in precarious positions, facing bullcrap consequences, due to our ambiguous attitude. What we lack in fortitude, we make up with foolishness. Needless to say, what will happen, when the two get interchanged. Fortune favours the brave, not idiots. Period. Some food for thought...

If you are wondering, my dear reader, why this outburst, after such a long period of lull, in my blogging, let's just say that I have finally attained enlightenment :) :)

Only one last final lap is left, to complete the precarious journey which I had commenced - A journey called Chartered Accountancy.