So the year 2013, yes it passed faster than I took a lap in the 600 some horse power Mercedes SLS AMG. The date 11/12/13, will come once every century. Sadly though till the next time i'll be barely available to write an overrated post here, so I'm taking this opportunity to rewind my life a little bit. It all started when I was born....and after 21 years came the dreadful year of 2013. Perhaps I was overtly excited to have lived the end of the earth and shall brag about it for the years to come, but nothing was closer to the feeling of cracking a merchandising deal with a corporate giant like INFOSYS.
The thought of living my life on my own terms that seemed a distant dream seldom came and so did the gossips of me being eligible for marriage. All this drama followed by my internship with JLR gave me a perfect kick also did the opening of my new office for Betrix. Everything seemed pretty well and as smooth as double cream.
Came a day when the world shook, the loss of my childhood bud Mayank had terrified my thoughts since the inception of his news. A prolonged wave of misery had struck the senses. This made me delve deeper into my thoughts and realise, day in day out, that in all this while, me, the cold blooded selfish guy had lost a lot more than meets the eye. Before I could run away from this thought, life brought me to a catastrophe. A fatal car accident while taking my mother and grand dad back home. Blessing were those people who broke our car with hammers to pull us out and as I gained momentary consciousness I saw my mom crying at me to save grand dad. Pulling him out I lifted him in my arms and sat in an escorting car to the hospital. My grandfather asked me of what had happened and put his hands on my head and breathed his last. That moment shivers me down the spine. Still does.
The man who gave me the strength of following my passion when the whole world was against it was sleeping on the pier that I lifted to the crematorium. 23rd June will terrify me ever after. Loss of loved ones can never be forgotten. But the tinge of misery was soon disappearing, the mind shifted to thinking of today and steadily the routine had come in.
25th August had arrived, KuDoship day it was. A day that I marked on the calander as the day I met my beloved childhood heart-throb for the first time after more than half a decade. and rather being in the state of remembrance for my hard found and lost love, I took a step forward to end the book written on it and move on from the ever anguishing thoughts. 'Road to Paradise' came to an end.
The following morning Mercedes-Benz people dropped a call and made my world go bonkers. I was selected in the final 12 out of 3233 participating drivers in their Young Star Driver Programme. The childhood dream of becoming a racing driver was no more distant. Thoughts prevailed of me not able to buy tickets to watch formula 1 racing when it first came to India and now will be driving million dollar super cars day in day out on one of the world's finest race tracks. Sunshine came after the fatal tsunami into my life. The night before my first day at the buddh international circuit - BIC, I was sent a ferry Mercedes car to drive back to the arranged hotel. Morning light shone upon my curtains and I rushed towards the circuit for my first day. Tears in the eyes of my passionate soul, I was absorbing every moment of this beautiful sight of tarmac, sky and super cars. I jumped with joy and bow down to kiss my worship land. After 4 days of training came the race day. Focus, sweat and hard work brought me to the fifth position making me eligible to compete with the others on top for the name into the GT3 Le Mans racing. Interviews on TV, articles in the newspapers, magazines and websites were bringing the days of perfection at my disposal.
On the other side, of all my hard work, Betrix, my company, saw a great demand in the market. My once struggling firm had caught heat amongst corporates, small and big. Happier times engulfed me, paid my college fees and home commodity bills for the first time with my earnings. Felt elated, felt joyous, felt grown up, so wore a suit and treated myself a pizza, a big one yes.
And it was soon before long, that I met a girl who loves me for who I am and not what I do. That last pinch of isolation, faded off and away. I had become a happier man.
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Today, on eleven twelve thirteen, it's 2am. And I have no idea what conclusion have I come to after figuring the minute details of my year that was. Most of you might be wrapped in quilts and would be romancing your favorite things in your dreams. I, on the other hand, am in my balcony sitting on a chair, glancing at the stars. Thinking. Yesterday was history, tomorrow is a mystery but today is a gift, of which I'm clueless about. Maybe that's why they call it a 'PRESENT'
#PeaceAndLove
