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Your Luck Quotient: 85%

You have an extremely high luck quotient. Not only do you consider yourself lucky, probably everyone you know does too. But you're smart enough to know that you've mostly made your own luck. By being positive, open, and flexible, a lot of luck has come your way!

How Lucky Are You?

Now this is news for me because i never considered myself a person high on luck quotient. Things that i wanted, always eluded me by marginal levels. Hence, most of time, I achieved (what i consider)the second best and never the best. Maybe, that makes this Thomas Jeffreson quote my favourite:

I'm a great believer in luck, and I find the harder I work the more I have of it

Another one which is close to my heart, by Harry Golden:

The only thing that overcomes hard luck is hard work.

But i don't know whether it is the sheer inexistence of 'luck' portrayed by these quotes or the fact that i still haven't utilised my full potential, which one of these makes me more happy.

Unemployed again

I will miss you

We will miss you

All the best

Good, timely decision

Keep in touch

Don't forget us

These were the most common sentences that i was hearing for the last few days. Today is my last day in my office. I have finally decided to resign my job and go for my higher studies. I was planning for it for quite some time and everything is falling into place now.

First job always has an emotional attachment to it, the job which gives us the much needed financial independence, the job which takes us one more step closer to knowing ourselves. I have experienced a gamut of emotions during my last two years on job. There were moments ranging from sheer excitement to deep disappointment. Now that its time for me to leave, my heart feels heavy with emotions. During the last few hours in bangalore, i could sense tears welling up in eyes at many instances and i fought to hold them back.

During the last two years, I have learnt a lot, worked with many a wonderful people and made great friends. Friends who made me laugh, friends whom i argued with, friends who stood by me through my highs and lows. I will miss J,M and Ar for making me laugh with their innumerable jokes. I will miss C,S and B for the coffee cup conversations and gossips that we shared. I will miss Ab and Ro for the laughs and the infinite site issues that we solved. Above all, i will miss my hectic schedule, deadlines and call conferences.

Now i am off to my home town, on a self imposed sabbatical, for one month, before i become a student all over again. Goodbye to a city which gave me such good friends, rekindled my reading interest and helped me know myself more.

Goodbye bangalore. I will miss you, I will miss the bookshops, restaurants, traffic jams and busy lanes.

Miss ya

Two years back, when i came to bangalore, far away from my hometown, i was apprehensive about being in a new city, away from my parents and starting a life on my own. I was all the more worried about being in a paying guest accommodation and sharing a room with someone else. Having a room all for myself for the first 21 years of my life, i was worried how my roommate would be, how will i adjust with her, etc.

Here, in bangalore, i met her. We got along with each other at the first go. We had similar interests and similar perspectives in many things. We both liked to be independent, we both loved reading, we both had hectic jobs and always came home at erratic hours. She was in fact the person who rekindled my interest in reading and the inspiration for this blog. Though i haven't met any of her friends in her office, I know all of them and what is happening in their lives and vice versa. There were even instances when we had enlightening conversations late into the night.

We both being single, we spend many lighter moments with each other. When pizzahut announces treat for two, i know with whom will i go to have a pizza, when a romantic movie comes to play in PVR, she knows with whom will she watch it. Despite being single, we both enjoyed whatever was meant for a couple, sans the hassles of a relationship(wow!!!). Once we even went to the nearby barista in our night dresses and had chocolate brownie. I still believe that the guy at the counter served the brownie only because we paid in advance.

We bitched about people who made us sad, we went coochy-coochy about handsome guys in office, we eased out our frustrations by having long conversations, we argued, we laughed, we talked about our dreams and ambitions well past midnight only to realise its too late for bed. She is one girl in my life whom i could relate to, so much. Someone who spoke my language, echoed my dreams and walked the world in my shoes. While other girls talked about boyfriends and husbands, we talked about books and authors. When others went gaga over recipes, we talked about our career goals.

Now when its time for me to move away from this city, i realise how much she meant to me. I will miss you my dear roomie. I hope we will meet each other often in our life to relive all those moments again and again.