leaving bangalore

this is it. end of an adventure which lasted for an year. there is a sense of conquering is in my heart. and this sense is very rewarding. there is a sense of pride in living cheap. there is a sense of victory in harshens of struggle. there is a sense of relief in being self. there is a sense of satisfaction in putting other’s need first. there is a sense of joy in creating something new. there is a sense of friendship in helping self. there is a sense of strength in forging your own path, there is a sense of peace in clarity. there is a sense of thrill in discoveries, there is a sense of wealth in knowing what’s enough. and just the idea of winning my own heart feels like the grandest thing in the world.

and as I always felt there is sense of adventure in being able see just enough
on the other side of door. I don’t know what is on the other side. but I am hell excited with the idea of travel there.

I don’t feel very confused anymore. I don’t feel completely lost. and I don’t really feel afraid. neither i feel impressed nor i feel the need to be right that much.

I know my mind in not in my control, i am not sure if dude even like me. I feel like dad and he seems like a hipster, but i think we will be best friends in coming years.

i don’t see the point in hurry anymore, at the same time I feel calmly ready for anything. world and it’s common practices seems strangely shallow now.

there is a sense of life in knowing a direction and truly believing that is the most beautiful one for myself.