Instabilities and uncertainties

Living every day as a fruitless struggle is a sure shot formula to loose the minuscule sanity residing in one's top floor. Its tested. By me. (now you know, it truly is true)

'I don't remember where I heard this, but the line stuck to me - This too shall pass.' Rob at his best to lighten my mood. But well, my mood is a tough competition to the Mumbai monsoons.

The day I was packing my bags, bags full of dreams and ambitions, to leave the city a voice inside me said - this cant be it.

'Chubby, its not over till the fat lady sings. Trust me, something will turn up' said Sheen

And well, the bags were unpacked, smiles were blossomed, cheer was spread.

It, in the end, was worth it

:-)