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Road to Perdition or Santiago..??

Three decades of journey and a gritty girl who would make any one say "yes" when they want to say "no", who lived for she believed in fulfilling her dreams, who was terrified within but way too courageous outside, who could take on every strife in life head on has been transformed into being an unusually silent reticent self, who refuses to dream, who does not express emotions in gestures, who does not trust anyone anymore, whose tired eyes are void and filled with pain and who is desperately seeking her calling..!!

She isn't the lone person in the world to have undergone this transformation. We all do. Some show, some conceal, some ignore, some accept and move on. But look around and you will see the same bitterness and emptiness in all kinds of people. Ask anyone, "How are you?", the answer would be "I am fine.", why is it not that "I am happy"? If you insist and ask again,"Are you happy?", the answer would be "I guess I am or I do not know or I have it all but something is missing...".

Why has the world become so materialistic, farce, superficial and mean? Whatever happened to the simple life that our grand parents lived? Why is reality so difficult to adjust and accept? Why has simplicity receeded to being a R.I.P? It's a vicious rigmarole with no way out akin to the chakra that Abhimanyu could get into but not get out of!!

It's said, things happen when you are ripe for them to happen. If we observe closely, nature has its own way of showing signs and taking you through it. Either I am not ripe as yet or I am unable to read the signs but all I know is that it is high time I become the real me once again and identify my calling else I am certainly enroute to perdition. If taking the road to Santiago is the only way to discover myself, I shall walk that path.

Life is calling... I got to be there!!

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