About two years ago when I came back to India, after giving my most productive years to Zambia, I was very nervous, stressed, apprehensive and unsure.
Few things happened. I used a lot of time, energy and money to go around many things and came back to where I started from. But going around this full circle gave me a lot too. Not a moment was a wasted moment, because every wasted moment has been recycled into updating myself.
These invested moments offered two things. A fear to face India. And an intense wish to go back to where I came from- Zambia.
A third option was offered by facebook. I kept looking at the photos of Zambia and the known faces in them. Time changed. But those photos remained the same. The crowded photos slowly started to haze in my eyes. A few friends took care of my business in Zambia and finally took it away. No regret. My best wishes to them, if they can build on the foundation that I had left. I am happy that this event has taken away from me those evenings, when after having a party, I kept coming back to the TV and my cat, both of whom lived in a place called my home.
In contrast, time started sprinting in India. And the face of India kept changing too, offering its many colours and many shapes. My near and dear ones looked vibrant and moving. The fear that India offered in the beginning, started changing into a challenge, a possibility, and an immense opportunity, which I think I have now found.
I have started my life all over again. Zambia remains as a beautiful memory, but never a distraction anymore. I have created new possibilities in a new world, where I can live a life I love and most importantly, near to where I started. And I am happy that I took this decision to come back to India at a time, when I am still able to go out in the streets and win. It took me almost two years to acclimatize myself with India's new work culture, its extremely harsh competition, its brutal business ethics and its lies. But these are common in every country. Culture, competition, brutality and the liers are only different. So what the heck!! If I could do it in Zambia, I could do it here too...and so I did. If I would have taken another ten years to come back, I would have arrived as a semi literate in India's rising standard. I would have come back simply to get old and die in India, while being haunted by the memories of Zambia. I didn't allow this to happen. I have taken control of my life all over again. And that's it. The final affirmation was given by the Landmark Forum. "I choose this life because I choose this life".
Thank you Zambia and Goodbye Zambia. I will never forget the beautiful people of Zambia, their laughter and smile in the most difficult of all moments, their zeal for life and their love to live life. Its a training that I took and I have embedded it in myself. Love for life...the Zambian way. Live life that you love, come what may. Thank you Zambia, thank you Zambia, thank you Zambia!!! I love you, but cant remain married to you forever. But thank you for everything!
And Welcome India!
Few things happened. I used a lot of time, energy and money to go around many things and came back to where I started from. But going around this full circle gave me a lot too. Not a moment was a wasted moment, because every wasted moment has been recycled into updating myself.
These invested moments offered two things. A fear to face India. And an intense wish to go back to where I came from- Zambia.
A third option was offered by facebook. I kept looking at the photos of Zambia and the known faces in them. Time changed. But those photos remained the same. The crowded photos slowly started to haze in my eyes. A few friends took care of my business in Zambia and finally took it away. No regret. My best wishes to them, if they can build on the foundation that I had left. I am happy that this event has taken away from me those evenings, when after having a party, I kept coming back to the TV and my cat, both of whom lived in a place called my home.
In contrast, time started sprinting in India. And the face of India kept changing too, offering its many colours and many shapes. My near and dear ones looked vibrant and moving. The fear that India offered in the beginning, started changing into a challenge, a possibility, and an immense opportunity, which I think I have now found.
I have started my life all over again. Zambia remains as a beautiful memory, but never a distraction anymore. I have created new possibilities in a new world, where I can live a life I love and most importantly, near to where I started. And I am happy that I took this decision to come back to India at a time, when I am still able to go out in the streets and win. It took me almost two years to acclimatize myself with India's new work culture, its extremely harsh competition, its brutal business ethics and its lies. But these are common in every country. Culture, competition, brutality and the liers are only different. So what the heck!! If I could do it in Zambia, I could do it here too...and so I did. If I would have taken another ten years to come back, I would have arrived as a semi literate in India's rising standard. I would have come back simply to get old and die in India, while being haunted by the memories of Zambia. I didn't allow this to happen. I have taken control of my life all over again. And that's it. The final affirmation was given by the Landmark Forum. "I choose this life because I choose this life".
Thank you Zambia and Goodbye Zambia. I will never forget the beautiful people of Zambia, their laughter and smile in the most difficult of all moments, their zeal for life and their love to live life. Its a training that I took and I have embedded it in myself. Love for life...the Zambian way. Live life that you love, come what may. Thank you Zambia, thank you Zambia, thank you Zambia!!! I love you, but cant remain married to you forever. But thank you for everything!
And Welcome India!
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