Dear Tom,
It’s been a long time since I last spoke to you. There’s so much I want to share, and honestly, I’ve missed you deeply. Life has been a whirlwind, keeping me so occupied that I couldn’t spare the time for you. But here I am, ready to pick up from where I left—trying to spread the wings of my dreams into the boundless skies.
As I had shared with you before, I gave the PhonePe interview, Though I wasn’t selected, I felt an odd sense of happiness. It was my final attempt at pursuing a career as a software developer—a path I never truly aspired to walk. But like everyone else, I thought, “All my friends are doing it, so why shouldn’t I?” And I did, burning the midnight oil to chase a goal that wasn’t truly mine. They say, “What isn’t written in your destiny cannot be achieved, even with all the determination in the world.” So, I’ve let go of the dream of becoming a software developer. You know my heart beats for something else, and to get there, I first need a steady job to build my foundation.
November, though, has been a tapestry of vibrant hues. I started a new novel, “And the Mountains Echoed”—a journey of emotions and reflections. And here’s the surprising twist: I appeared for the SSB interview. Never in my wildest dreams did I think I’d take that leap! It was adventurous, to say the least, and it opened a new window into life’s possibilities. I learned so much, discovered my flaws, and gained an appreciation for the challenges ahead.
The best part? A trip to Vizag. It was my first time seeing a beach—waves crashing against the shore, their rhythm echoing a song of eternity. Yet, there was a bittersweet moment: I don’t know how to swim. But standing there, watching the infinite blue, I made a silent vow—“Next time, I’ll return with the strength to dive into these waters, to truly feel their embrace.”
After Vizag, I explored Delhi and met my old hostel roommate. Spending time with her was like looking at life through a different lens, and it hit me how far behind I’ve fallen in some ways. But in those moments, I closed my eyes and let my heart revel in the present. “Sometimes, joy isn’t in achieving; it’s in surrendering to the beauty of the now.”
These experiences have taught me one thing: I must give life my utmost effort until even luck begins to favor me.
And then, there’s something about you that stirs a strange comfort in me. I heard you didn’t attend the convocation, and selfishly, it made me happy. It reminded me of that fleeting moment when I left our WA group, and you followed suit right after. My mind tells me you probably couldn’t get leave for the event, but my heart… oh, my heart loves weaving its own stories. “Perhaps, some moments aren’t meant to be understood but felt, deep within the folds of a restless soul.”
Forgive my rambling, but it’s just my habit of sharing everything with you. You’ve become my confidant, my solace, and my witness to the unspoken chapters of my life.
your Jerry !