Story of my Identity.. :) :)

(I know this article is kind of personal, but, I intend this be read by my close and well wishers.)

Many advised me not to go to Hyderabad. It was supposedly a very bad place. And the odds were against that, perhaps, I was determined. I somehow felt the signs calling me and I set myself to leave Bangalore, leave my world, temporarily. Like everyone entering a new city for the first time, I too had come with 2 baggage  And Those bags were but my dreams; dreams to become something, find my own destiny and identity sorts.

When I got my pay raise and a promotion and when I drove my first car, saw a double digit annual package, bought a house here recently, yet, I still found many things missing, found myself missing in all of it. No matter what i did, i always felt i wasn't enough or it wasn't right. What I can do, how hard can I work can probably could satisfy this inner guilt? I declined a new job offer i had got to join a company as an Infrastructure Manager, I cancelled just a day before I was expected to join that company and I stuck to my current job.

Coming back into my days of Hyderabad, in about 2 to 3 months from the time I moved in, I fell in love with this city. So much of chaos, still there was order in it. Frankly speaking the whole place totally sucked, even now it does! But I liked something in every wrong here, in every torment I found. For a long time I did not realize why? although the answer was right in front of my eyes. Actually, i had found someone. I had found a girl. It was 2008, when I came to this city and I was aimless, hopeless, lost and confused. But this girl whom I met was clear, hopeful  helpful, cheerful. My complete opposite.  Now i know, all my love for this city, is a disguise of my love for this girl, this friend of mine, who is now my wife. And I, that is how,  found my identity, right in her eyes. she is completely become one of my own, more than the city itself.

Sometimes I think, how my dirty room would end up looking like a house if she never helped, how my travel bag would have many things missing if she had never packed, how my days would have been so long if she never accompanied, shared the loneliness etc.,.

The glory of achieving a goal is more meaningful and joyous only when you share it with a special someone. I am sure we all do have such people who enrich our lives with their presence. As far as my story goes, I think every city is chaotic, just like our lives. For a small instance, I urge everyone to stop, pause, look back and with your special someone, spend time, even if its just a minute. Who knows, you may also find something precious :)

14th November 2012 - My second wedding Anniversary and I know why I am really here. How I would be nothing without all this. But, I know there will even be a 25th anniversary with her 23 years from now and how she will look the same wonderful person and look the same way she looked when I first saw her... and thats how I found myself.... Happy anniversary to us :)