Story of a lost journalist

March 2, 2008

One sad week…

Filed under: Personal — Cris @ 20:27

Last week was a bad week for me. Separation weeks are always bad and when it happens at 3 a week, it doesn’t get any better! Sigh…

Thursday night my best friend flew to the other side of the world. And considering the oceans of distance, one could guess the possibilities of a face-to-face meeting. Dear best friend, a song dedication may seem a little dramatic but this song comes to my lips as I think about you

“Someone will always hear you
Care about you when you cry
But no one can hear my heart is breaking
as I say goodbye …” …. (MLTR)

Ok that was the wrong song. That actually is meant for my next separation story. A sad mind can get confused easily. So the songs got mixed up. And this second story is about my leaving my work place I was a part of for 2 years, 5 months and 10 days. Now to come to think of it, the song doesn’t go with that either – I only meant the last line. Ok the first 3 lines for best friend and last for my ex-company. Monday morning, as I stay home and not run to catch the bus I always most regularly am late for, I will … err I will actually be not awake yet. But when I wake up and realize I am not in my cubicle, well I don’t know what I will be feeling then – I am not really a predictable character you see. I could sometimes be really unfeeling and then again sometimes be over-emotional. I only want it all to be unobserved – my emotions I mean.

And now, the third separation story, the worst of the lot. My bro, sis in law and my little nephew had gone back to the part of the world my best friend has, after their 2-week vacation. This other side of the world, it’s really bad it had to be the other side. And worse that earth had to be so so big. If the other side of the world was just as far as the other side of the street, all I had to do was watch out a few vehicles, somehow miss them all and reach there. Next time someone decides to make a world, I wish they’d consult the people who are going to live in it. Or better create it with really really cheap flights (as much as it would cost you to buy a normal lunch should be a fair deal I suppose) and no visas. And an even better deal would be, like I mentioned in a previous entry, avoid countries completely so it’d be just one world full of humans. That way you won’t need a visa or a passport or even world wars!

But as long as the world is the way the world is now, my sad stories remain sad and I have to deal with it somehow. And I just learnt the solution is not to make a blog entry out of it. Cause I am still feeling the same way!

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5 Comments »

  1. howdy day one…mmm mmm?

    Comment by justajester — March 3, 2008 @ 16:20 | Reply

  2. 🙂

    Comment by Gov — March 5, 2008 @ 05:02 | Reply

  3. 1000+ hits 😉

    Comment by Gov — March 5, 2008 @ 05:03 | Reply

  4. Considering that your best friend, your brother, your sis-in-law, and your nephew are all on the the side of the planet, wouldn’t it be a simple solution for you to move there too? *grin*

    Comment by Nish — March 5, 2008 @ 20:56 | Reply

  5. Seperation from your best friend.. I can understand that.. I flew from him some weeks before.. If ever he is in need of me, for whatever this side of world has to offer I won’t care and I won’t stay.. Will fly to him without even a second thought to be with him..

    “I am not really a predictable character you see. I could sometimes be really unfeeling and then again sometimes be over-emotional.” we all are.. but we don’t tolerate it when other people does that.

    Comment by Javed Miandad — January 8, 2012 @ 03:39 | Reply


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