My Lonely Days

I feel that the days that I am passing now will be there in my mind for a long time. After some years, I may remember these days as the lonely days of my life. Though I am staying in the country which is a dream for many, though I am working in the technology where I have good expertise, though I have nice roommates, though I am earning more than I need, there is a kind of loneliness which is filling my heart and soul.

I read an article about the people who spend most of their time for their work and ignoring/sacrificing their personal interest. That adds little more fuel to this burning thought. The gist is this: For the people who ignores all their personal interest and stretching hard for heading the race in their corporate world, it says 'Even if you win the rat race, a rat is still a rat’. :)

From the time I read that article, those lines are ringing in my ears. I feel that life is becoming a prison now. Not with the walls and grilled gate, but with the situations and so called fate. I am just moving on its stream with very less control of mine. But my time will come; I believe I will break this prison on that day. Else..............
.. as my friend recommended, I will try to enjoy the walls and grill of this prison itself and will accept it with the fake smile.

PS: Nice blog with so much feeling know... Nothing. Its all is just to get the readers' sympathy... Chumma vilayatukku.... ;)

Memorable First day in US

It was a long and nice travel in air from my homeland to the land of hopes and dreams. When I landed in the capital city of that nation,it was little scary in the mind yet it was really a nice feeling.

Ok... Some how reached safely. Now I need to travel from district of columbia to the queen city of Unites states. When I am asking for coins in one of the book shop in the airport, to my surprise it was an Indian who is the owner of that shop.

She greeted me with a smile and gave her phone to make a call to my friend. Though we communicated in foreign language, the bondage and the spirit of being an Indian makes us to feel closer. I felt so happy in heart since the start is so good to get a help from an Indian for my first need in the foreign nation.

I didnt had a good sleep in flight. I felt so sleepy and my next flight is after 3 hours. So, all the check-in are done with no hurry. I enquired and was waiting for flight in one of the gate. The time came, but not the announcement. I waited for some time there then enquired. That is the shocking news. This is not the gate, I need to go to other gate.

For those who do not know, the gate that they told,can be reached by bording a shuttle vehicle from the place I was that time. Thats it. The challenge started there.

But I told to myself that nothing to worry. Even if needed I will take another ticket to travel to my destination. I called to my friend who will be waiting for me at my destination to pick me from airport. I called him to tell this situation. As usual I reached his voice mail. Do you know what that will say, here is this after his introduction, "You know the drill, talk after the beep". Nothing to talk, have to do something in action. Prepared myself for getting another ticket for the next flight to the customer care of that airways.

Meanwhile, I called my immediate manager to inform that I will be late to the destination and to convey this info to my brother in India. I just checked with him regarding the security there. He told me this, "Hey Gowsik, you are in airport, that too in the capital city of United states". This comforts me a little. Then, to the customer care for getting my ticket for the next flight.

When I am in the queue, I saw the board showing all the flight timings to Charlotte. No flights after that time in night. Next flight is on next day morning only. To add fuel to the flame, an american girl who stood next to me was crying for the same reason of missing the flight
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Will continue later when I find time...