Fog And Mind

The plan which was revolving in my mind about buying a car for business purposes was shared with my close ones. I wanted to take a second opinion for the sake of not venturing into uncharted territory without caution. I had learned from my past decisions well by then. Most of my friends were in support of me for going in to start a travelling business. I was excited with doubtful thoughts. By that time I had dipped my fingers into multiple things and that had given me enough experience of various careers. I wanted to be 100% sure before jumping again into some different profession without any prior experience, knowledge or background. Maybe I was maturing in taking decisions and understanding that not every passion has to be converted into a profession.

While I was in the state of being ambiguous, the fog was making the valley majestic. Backpackers would get excited to witness that magic in the mountains. The fog would get so dense that one could not see the hill in front of our house as it would enter the rooms. That would take me back to the Lonavala campus from my MBA days where fog would enter into our hostel rooms and we all our friends would come out of our rooms like rabbits out of the hole by the smell of carrots. Salli would flourish in every season to its fullest. I was enjoying the company of backpackers. Once a shy, introverted and self-doubting person in me had gotten warmed up to socialize after living 2 years with extroverted Madhu. The hippie life I was experiencing was the reason I wanted to buy a car and drive with backpackers in the Himalayas.

I felt like we humans were nomads and there was some part in us that craved to be on the road driving aimlessly just for the sake of satisfying the inner void. Whenever I would drive it would bless me with divine feeling which couldn't be explained in words. Car, bike anything would do the job. All I wanted was to be on the road driving. A journey would give me immense satisfaction than reaching a destination. Watching the fog-filled mountains reflected exactly what was going inside me. I had decided to go with the flow so I wasn't in any rush to jump on the conclusions. The biggest blessing of my life was that I had the supporting and loving family and friends who would not shy away from putting me in place when they would sense some trouble I would be venturing into. Such security could potentially make one complacent and push in inertia when the time would be to put sweat and blood into the work. My parent's love had spoiled me enough in the past to stay incompetent and irresponsible. I was standing at a crucial juncture where taking a decision would have determined my future.

Soon The Fog Got Cleared From The Mountains And From Mind.