On fresh starts...

An idle mind tends to randomness in ones thoughts...so feel like rambling a bit...

I do not quite remember the subtleties of childhood...but life as a teen was fairly simple. I knew the almighty had a plan for me...and all i had to do was follow the course.

A decade, 2 continents and 3 countries later, i still feel lost. Am thankful for the opportunities and the hidden blessings, but then, life always seems headed to a dull alley... one which does not seem to fit the perception of the picture that i have for myself.

In the hope that the alley will someday open to a bright sunlit boulevard...i labour... only to realise one fine day that i need to veer from the present course and sometimes retrace myself...a fresh start. The thing with fresh starts is that each one needs exponentially more energy and faith than the last...more so, cause the knowledge of knowing that the last fresh start led to another failure thus tending to corrode a chunk of confidence.

And if that werent enough, each fresh start adds burden from the last unfinished journey...the feeling of having left something incomplete...the anguish i gave to those that walked with me then...causes me to drop my speed a bit. What began as a sprint back then becomes a laborious crawl with each fresh start!

But for all this, tomorrow will be a fresh start...