Friday, March 23, 2007

Waiting on the world to change

It has been a while since my last entry and finding time to blog never seemed so hard.. But again, that was in the past, a beautiful forgotten bit of history that resides alone in Memory lane.. Yes, recent times have been nothing short of a challenge and it just seems to get harder with every passing week. Like the aftermath of opening Pandora's Box, Hope seems to be my only consolation in relatively bleak times. Yes, Hope is all I have and perhaps all that I can ask for.

It is frustrating and testing of one's patience, especially when you can never seem to be on top of your priorities. Time and again, there was confusion and change. Time and again and again.

This process is slowly eroding me, robbing me of my emotions and mechanising my thoughts. Uniformity they call it but surely there is still scope for stretching imagination? The defiant 'NO!' sounds in the background..Oh well, at least I tried..

What do I desire? I dare not wish but can only hope, that little bit of space I can still call my own, that little bit of room I can still safely declare as solely mine. Surely, surely that cannot be too hard? You never know...

As John Mayer sang, 'We keep on waiting, waiting, waiting on the world to change'... I will wait on quietly and watch intently for change.. Tough times don't last, but tough people do?

Yet, I was the one who chose the path less travelled and I will remain upbeat on the vindication of my choice. Brutus and Stoicism heed my cry!

'We keep on waiting, waiting, waiting on the world to change'...

Saturday, March 03, 2007

The Mending Process

Picking up pieces from the fall out seems deceptively easy in theory but in truth, the mended cracks always seem so ready to show.. The last four weeks had been nothing short of a test in mental strength and resilience, and I would not be one to admit I passed that test with flying colours. But, as all things, life goes on, albeit painfully..

Being exposed to a new environment this year, or as the common saying goes 'being out of the comfort zone', has proved to be challenging experience. Standards which seemed to serve well in the past have suddenly become obsolete and replaced with heightened (note: very heightened) expectations. It may be early days yet but the future forebodes harrowing times. Ah, the woes of deracination. Bring it on, not?

Anyway, on a brighter side, I have chosen to enter a research programme which has just been introduced into the college. The exact details are yet to be hammered out but the brief outline would be work, work and more work. Not that I am complaining though..

Right, now that work has been mentioned, I should gently withdraw myself from the screen and return to my readings (re:workaholic galore!).. Ciao!