I am seriously fed up of myself pulling other people’s legs. It comes naturally to me and inspite of trying my best to keep it within limits and warning everybody before hand, people take offense. Feels like I am incapable or surviving in this alien world of emotional people where I am the only one fooling around. The lucky loser round recall is on hold as synergy people have done the right thing by waiting for rest of the prelims to get over but hope I do get there, and the reason for this has nothing to with the prize/fame, something more personal. But it’s ok, am pretty resolute on the conclusion that my future will not depend on the mercy/pity of 1 entity. Whereas on the other side yet another of an idea of mine will most probably go into the drain as a person leaving the keys to his dreams in someone else’s hands is bound to sink. Won’t loose heart, will wait for the time when I am capable of doing something myself and then get on with it and that time has not yet arrived.
I am ecstatic on regaining the art of leg spin which had vanished but not much playing time left before I leave for Mumbai. Ma will be all emotional (what a waste of tears on my departure) whereas half of Delhi will be ecstatic that they can breathe easy now. I Am trying to convince her through the laws of the jungle where a tiger cub has to be left alone to fend for himself even though his mother doesn’t want to let him go.
Havoc time for the preys now.
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