Life comes full circle. Oh! So many times. We just don’t either notice them or are too busy/have moved ahead to care for them. To actually, wait and relish these moments, re-live them. Sitting in this room, this 24th day of January, 2013, I pause to reflect on those July days in the very same classroom on this very desk. A younger me, full of excitement of having made it into Deloitte, getting to know new people, liking many, hopefully making many like me, learning by the day, having fun both during classes and afterwards with new friends; exploring the charms of this city, establishing myself at a new place as well as trying to be the responsible son, caring brother and the loving boyfriend that I had always strived to be.
Fast forward two and a half years and I hardly see any of those faces in the office from the class that I was in that day. All of the five people with whom I shared this desk during those days have gone their own separate ways. Some have new jobs, some new dreams, others new relationships and almost everyone a new life. Time flies. Yes! It surely does. I don’t know if I am happy or if I am sad. What should I be? How should I feel?
I remember vividly all their faces, those smiles, their joys and sorrows, each one’s struggles and victories, personal quests and aspirations. I can recall everything significant that has affected my life in the past thirty months…. Good, bad, ugly or effing fabulous!!!! I live them now, this moment, everything flooding through me, coursing through my veins. EVERYTHING….
Guess, we humans are hard-wired this way. Time, actually doesn’t heal anything, does it???? The scabs; we just hide them, forget them and bury them under the debris of recent memories, experiences and layers of time’s travesties and blame/praise Time by calling it the ‘greatest healer’.
I smile, I live, we all do, we all will. I look at the pretty girl sitting next to me and she smiles and asks me the topic of my next blog that she assumes correctly I am working on in the midst of the training session. I do not know what to tell her and I just smile back. I look at her face and the rest of the four people sharing the same desk and then glance all around me at everyone else in the class. So, how many do I know, how many more will I know in due course of time, will someone here affect/touch my life? Questions, only Time will have answers to. Well, whatever. Let time run its course and until then I shall smile, I shall sing, I shall savour entertaining conversations and I shall enjoy getting to know as many people as I can in this class and out there beyond the confines of the heavy wooden door because even if we part ways; the world is as small as it is large and somewhere, someday, somehow, sometime I am sure our paths will cross again and all I wish is that we create good/happy memories enough while we are engaged in the act of living life’s designs and knowing each other that when we do reach that stage of being in each other’s vicinity we can muster the courage to acknowledge the other’s presence, look up and into the other person’s eyes and let our eyes smile and do the talking even if we actually do not stop and do so….