After successfully completing some rounds of stressful 'exit interview' at home with mom and dad, I finally began packing my bags to leave Madras; where I was heading still seemed blur. Dumping my routine 9:30 to 6:30 job of a 'telephone operator' (PR person), made me sit down and think about I need to do next. Some serious thinking made me realize, a change is what I am dieing for.
People around me thought I was plain mad and completely ridiculous to churn out such an erratic decision after weeks of thinking. Little did they know, this was the best thing I could do to myself and my foolishly cluttered state of mind. I choose to blame my cozy table, awesome wardrobe, comfortable bed, my bright orange quilt, sinking bean bag; they all spoilt me and I realized, before I became their slaves, I ought to be leaving. A new environment is always so much more challenging; it urges me to explore... new people, new roads, new language, everything new; even the idea of crashing in a new pillow every night, gives me some kind of a high!
So all my bags were packed, and I was ready to leave!
Ever since I stepped into this beautiful city, it has been treating me to some amazing people, places, food and needless to say the most fabulous, 21st km. One week in this new city has already given me too many memories and a humongous wishlist. What I am going to be doing here, is a question worth a million dollars; but I am quite sure that I will enjoy every single day this place has to offer to me. And of course, me being me, will certainly find something interesting to do very soon. :)
A week has been sufficient time for me to have a list of my new favorites in the new city... my bright blue oshos, my green stripped ankle socks, my pink woollen shirt, the Bengaluru map (it is a must-have; the auto guys are hood-winkers) and my darling iPod. I am just thinking, life without even one of them, will be hard in this place.
I sure am missing my things, people, places back home, but the thrill of living out of a suitcase for time unknown to my own self, is giving me a thrill that is keeping me going...
