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Let's catch up!

Almost after a year I am posting this piece. Though I kept visiting my blog and have wrote many articles which are lying in the draft section of this site, I didn't find them appropriate to be posted.
Why?
Because I thought I didn't write good enough and may be I still don't. They lacked something. I re-read my previous posts and found them to kid-ish and childlike. Like writing of an immature person. All soaked up in the sorrow of a broken heart. So, I thought many times of removing my blog site. Many times I almost did it but stopped at the final process of doing it.
Why?
Because what I wrote years ago was true at the time when I was writing them. It helped shaping me. It helped coping with the kind of psychological turmoil that I was going through and I am sure  everybody goes through during that time ( that's what teenage life is all about!) . So it was the truth of the time. Yes, maybe its immature and childlike and stupid but all the posts meant something to me.

Moving on...
Its been a year. And in this 365 days I bagged a master's degree in finance, finished the executive level of the professional degree that I am pursuing, shed some kilos, cracked few interviews and chose to do internship with a firm, got a very small glimpse of the professional world, saw my best school friend get married, wrote an article which got published in a travel magazine, lost few friends and relatives, made some new friends, learnt from some wrong decisions that I made and spoke my heart out to the people I had to and took my stand. To sum up I got a year wiser.

This year is again a very important year of my life. And I know it could be a make-it or break-it year for my career life. Exactly thirty days later I have my professional degree's final exam of which I seem very much unprepared standing at this day and time.

Life give's us so much. Hardly we appreciate what we get in our lives. Praying is maybe a way of people's appreciation to the God they believe in for the life they have been given but most times people pray for more, to get more, to achieve more, to do something more. However I don't believe in God. I belief to be an agnostic atheist. Let's not go into the terminology. Basically I am a believer of some sort of energy which has made life possible and which keeps us going. But I can't wrap my head around worshiping a stone idol. I don't want to explain my belief and I don't find solace in your belief but I respect everyone's choice and beliefs.
A week ago through a friend I was introduced to a kind of meditation that happened in an auditorium with around five hundred people sitting together meditating all at the same time. I never realised till I opened my eyes that I had meditated for an hour in the auditorium packed with people for the first time. I felt the energy, the electricity in the energy.
That day I realised certain things. These degrees, job, money etcetera all these things are temporary. They are so much material. Life cannot be bound in these material things.
Yes, Money is important and for that one must do job and for a good job one must acquire the required educational qualification.
But what we are acquiring , what our society is acquiring can we call it an education? When we don't have the moral learning, we have lost our humanity, we have stopped helping others, we doubt each other more often than we trust each other?
It's more like we are running,
We all are running toward something,
We all are running away from something.

What is it we are running toward? What is it we are running away from?
what happens when we reach the place where we were running toward?
what happens when it catches us that we are running away from?
what happens then?

we don't live for today.
everyday we are living either in the regret or the glory of our past or in the worry of our future?

life should be beautiful and peaceful not a race not a competition of who can live better?
Life should be the way we want to make it.

I remember it was so easy to pick a career for ourselves when we were  kids and we could change it every month with such ease and no worries.

Today in the hustle bustle of our busy metropolitan lives we forget to enjoy the little small things.
Life has become a race.
and we are all running!

I am also running. Don't know when the finishing line is going to come. Don't know where I am running to. 

Maybe just running from the pile of books staring at me, asking me to gobble them up and crack this hell of an exam!

Go to go back to studying.

will catch up after exams!

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