Its 13.48 IST, I'm in Samai Park, my Periyappa's place for my thatha's shraddam pujai.
The last 2-3 days have been, uhm... a lil... well, I wouldn't say "hard" per say... but uhm....
I'm thinking... thoughts occupy my mind... questioning me why things occured the way they did...
I miss Ahmedabad. I miss being Me. A verison I discovered and lived and loved... a sense of freedom, responsibility, reality and Ahmedabad!
Uhm. It's like, there's a regret of coming back... there's a regret of going to jobs thag was never Academic related. A regret that I never worked on things that I should've a long time ago.
Its true, What you Sow is What you Reap.
Mum has been working constantly to get me married off... and I?!
I haven't done much. I always let life take the better of me.
I just... want to start my PhD course this year. I really do.
And I...
I'm gonna do it.
It might take time.
But I'll do it.
I didn't leave Ahmedabad to just get married off in 8 months. I came back to claim my career back... my dream of 10 years.
And I'm grateful for the detour... I've learnt a lot from all the experiences I've had.
I'm gonna do it.
Else, i don't know what to do with myself... but I know that dying is not an option. Heh.
Alsoo, Papa has been angry that I refused 1 marriage proposal from Hyd because I wanted to pursue the doctorate...
He's adamant that I finish it off... heh... some weird way to motivate me... but, uhm, thanks Pa.
I'll dedicate my first research paper to you.
