It is the final countdown

The phase of time that people dread has come about. I am into the final month of my stay here in India, and it is at that time that i have to say goodbye to family and my friends all over. The life that i will begin is new, and everyday that preceeds that new life will be a test of my character and my resolve.

The thing that i am experiencing in my mind at the moment is blankness, because i cannot feel at that moment. It hits me only later. Perhaps this is something that i alone am facing, but i am quiet certain that many guys feel the same thing as i am. The feeling of blankness at that moment, and that sudden surge of emotion when you have realized it.

For all the things that are going on, i am begining to wonder wether i will write my next post in the UK. My concept of the wonder years is fast fading out, because i do not seem to bear a definitive vision of what i should write. This is the first time that it is happening to me, because i have incidents, but there seems to be no clear flow. Incidences have taken place and has shaped aspects of my life. Perhaps, i may have to rename the title as the cliched best and worst moments of my life.

I see that is the extent that i am allowing my creative juices to flow, but i guess simplicity is the basic essence of life, and to wrap it in complex overtones may not be right. But, i really need to write something about my time, because i can make sure that i am versatile in whatever i write. There is no difficult a stage to begin with than with your own life.

I guess i am also overcome by apprehension, and furthur complexity when i arrive in UK. The failed terror plot at Glasgow and London was enough for my parents to get apprehensive. I know that they are on edge, and it is wrong, but begrudgingly they are also right to feel that way, as a parent.

By putting myself in other shoes, i guess i will be always be back to square one. I do not move forward nor back, because of the balancing act that i am indulging it. But, perhaps, you are comfortable with whatver i indulge in. How will my personality and my outlook change? I guess when i constantly update things on my blog, things could be smooth. But, will this culture shock change me for the worse and drag my image down in front of near and dear ones? I guess only time can figure it out.