I m apparently exhausted with my new responsibility. Tension prevails. Complaints of unavailability are regular now. Mom has started complaining. Inspite of all this, there is one thing which keeps me going. The oppurtunity to prove myself, a new chance to let the people see. I do feel the pressure sometimes and a puff or too comes to my rescue. But i dont have much options as my work is too obstruse for the people. Its quite obvious that what i do now will be looked upon as a thing of pride or as a shame, based on the outcome of my efforts. And i am constantly working so that the former happens soon. Moving on, I do missed tanya but what to do? I don't have any option but to accept the fact. The plant which was sown is long dead now. Her birthday was a chance for me to be sad as well as to be happy. Sad because she is not here and happy because she must have been happy as it was her birthday. Geet helps too much and understands me. I still have sleepless nights. I don't know where i am headed to but all i know is that there must be something good written for me. Maktub!! A chocolate is long due by somebody...
