Anu hates it when people ask this question.
The last decade unsettled her every which way.
Running from pillar to post, counting on ways to meet the ends.
So, she ran from job to job and home to home and relishing the fact that ‘ I am so compatible, see!’, marveling at her own adaptability in between her low, ‘tear shed’ and ‘heart break’ times. One thing she noticed is that the heart that trembled and the thoughts that muddled, cleared after she sent a few SOS here and there randomly. Some times there was help or a cheerful ‘hi’, sometimes there were none, but the expression of anxiety helps and a path does show itself.
Whenever, she sat down to take a breath, life whispered, ‘Here’s the new challenge! Go get that’, with almost an evil laughter.
So, when storms gathered threatening to submerge her , she put on her armor, wrote a few things, shed a few tears and rasped ‘here I come!’.
‘Oh! so it started like this, and now you are here., look at you!
;Oh! so you earned this much, and spent all, tsh, tsh.
‘But this girl, she is yours, wow, congratulations.
So, you are still smiling, how is that really?!!!’
Packing bags at landing at her home with a cry for help was never an option, so there she stood, as storms gather, clouds darken, she knows for sure a hand or two will reach out, most importantly the armor is intact and can stand a few more battles, so why not?
If spice is what life offers, take it and make a sambhar, aur kya???
Besides in the game of life, who ever settled, really!!!!