A door for every opportunity

After several discussions including changes to destination, logistics, schedules and arrangements; the much awaited weekend of vacation had finally arrived. All bags packed, goggles up, cars vrooming , many to laze and one to pull all of them together to get out on the roads. The time had come to put the speculations to test, and watch if the plan was victorious or disastrous. It seemed balanced in all ways, with a couple of ticks and few misses. It was in the will of nature, the weather, the winds and the roads were favorable. It was a road trip to Mudumalai and Wayanad with my work buddies. 

But this is not about the trip. It is about the feelings that went through each one's mind during the trip. For some, it was the thrill of the drive, for few it was just relaxing and having fun, for others it was a just a breather from their busy and bore-some lives. But to me, it was a lot of emotions. Emotions of being happy, lonely, excited, adventurous and proud. Was I also jealous at some point in time, I could say yes. But that bit of jealousy opened up my senses to start thinking of a journey into a new path. A new path to figure out my future, and leave behind those that just give temporary consolation. Everything in life, is a passe. They all give peace of mind and smiles only for a while. That which is mortal is the eternal strength and delight. It is not easy to get there, it takes a lot of people, a lot of patience, and a lot of inner power.

Milton Berle, television's greatest star during the TV's golden age quotes "If opportunity doesn't knock, build a door." My blueprint to build the door is ready. I now await the right spot to place the door, and open it, to enter a new world of challenges and surprises. I write in grief, I write in happiness, I write when I know the words of the neurons travelling in my brain. The grey matter messes with your will. It also has the power to boost your wishes beyond expectation. This is the kind of miracle I await.

Many faces I read, many faces read me. The inner being of oneself shows in its entirety, when you are in no bondage of the formality. Some that I considered bad, forced me to reconsider my score. Others whose scores were rated high, were thoroughly brought down low, as they unveil the wolf masked behind their corporate attire. It was a world, transformed altogether for the twelve of us. Each with a unique personality, a special gift, a blessing in disguise. 

A weekend getaway to a home away from home, with a family none like mine!