Warning : Free flowing post Since my blog is meant to reflect life and all its purpose and meaning, I am here doing exactly that. Sounds fatuous I presume or is it flippant? Well, since this is random blog post, I am being random. Someone I knw likes using the word random a lot. I feel like doing random things now. Why do I feel like doing random things? Well, my US plan flopped miserably. I got rejected in both the places I had applied to. I am terribly disappointed but what the heck right?
Life is supposed to be disappointing. I mean where would the randomness be without the balance? I feel bitter, rejuvanted, hopeful, disappointed all at the same time. I feel like I can do anything- go assist people doing docus in Orissa, walk on water (slight exaggeration) but I can sort of float (brings back memories of floating in the Atlantic Ocean at 11.00 pm in the nite in Barbados holding Inger's hand and worried shit I would drown) and perhaps move anywhere I want to. There r bonds here but they are strong and won't break - distance can't damage them.
Oh yesh, people reading this blog : I am looking for a new job. Heritage, research, museums - are forte and what I want to do. Anyone know of anyone who wants to give me a job in this field pls by all means let me know. Next option, content research kind of thing. I am pretty much open to anything and anywhere - like I said distance doesn't stymie me anymore.
