Would you call it writer's-block? The statistics seems to suggest like-wise. My blogging discipline has been dismal to say the least. Fifteen posts in 2 years after two 20+ years. Whipsaws aren't restricted to the market I guess.
2008-10 was a tumultuous period, B-School, career switch and subsequent job search in the US in the midst of the greatest recessionary period in the country's history. Add to that life changing events which ensured that I almost stepped into a landmine (not literally) of a relationship which would have blown my life into smithereens.
First things first.
Relationships. They are tricky and have the immense capability to at times sink you, especially if you happen to meet the devil herself. Yes. For me Satan is a SHE and I have met her. And a quick piece of advice for guys out there, SATAN isn't monogamous. My emotions range between regret for my actions and rage and hatred for my ex. Well ex would be giving her a lot of respect. She was an acquaintance who used me to get where she wanted. Her history should have been a HUGE red flag for me but I was at a vulnerable stage of my life in 2007 which fogged my ability to see through her fake, superficial and dark evil soul. Who else would have 3 concurrent relationships all at the same time. Who else wudn't be able to have guys as friends without flirting with them. Who else would lie her way through life, lie to her friends, family, relatives and most of her acquaintances. If you are reading this blog, you know who you are, shame on you. you're life is an abomination and I pity your existence.
Well, enuf with the rant. As they say every black cloud has a silver lining. In my case, its an invaluable and priceless lining. Rita stepped into my life just when I had given up hope of finding love and was ready to move forward in life with the willingness of a compromise. It is often said that your soul mate cannot be searched for but they happen to you when the time is right in your life. Rita and I found each other in such circumstances. More is less when it comes to talking about Rita. For months I have been contemplating a way to write about her without eulogizing her but I guess there isn't a way. All I know is Rita is my soul, the blood that flows in my veins, the air that I breathe and I wish I had found her earlier in life. But seeing her makes me realize that true love does exist. Introspection - Part 2 will detail out our short little love story, one that Im sure you will find very very unique.
