Have we met?

Over and over, I find the title of this blog, extremely apt. Life hits you at 100 miles an hour, time and again and here I am. Stumped. This has never happened to me. I think there are bleak chances that it'd ever happen again. You think you've known someone for more than a decade, and given that time, you've probably come to learn quite a bit and have settled in to form a certain view of them, their personality, you've defined the give-some, take-some of the relationship. And then, right under your feet, everything changes. The person, your view of the person, you, your perspectives, the relationship.

There's this certain fun-shakiness in how unsettling the feeling is, there're spurts of exhilaration of this new discovery mixed with moments that make you "huh"? Needless to say, nothing is the same, ever again. It's this new thing, a new phase and it all feels fresh. You discover new sides to your own self because as humans, we never exist in isolation. If you find that you are smiling more, it's probably got little to do with yourself. Everything about you is feeding off of something new, something different and something that has changed. I think its futile to classify change as a positive or negative one. It's meant to be taken at face value. It's change. It has happened and every action in your life will now be taken given the altered artifact.

I am pleasantly taken by this alteration and I believe that there are aspects to me that I will discover,  new things that I will learn, all of which will blow my mind away, just like I was, merely some time ago.

Blessings

I always feel fortunate when I meet people who really get me. I feel fortunate that despite the minimal amount of time we've spent together, we have now laid foundation to a great friendship. We have now begun on a path of being there for each other, of being each other's support systems, of really having what, in my opinion, very few people have and that is extremely hard to find and keep. I, for one, have been extremely lucky in this aspect. I have few but very dear support systems and I cannot go one day without them. I said something to someone today which I liked very much (this is certainly the limit of loving oneself, I reminisce about things I said! Good God, I am a lost cause). Anyway, this is what I said - "I am awesome because I am associated with awesome people". Sounds a bit pompous eh? It most certainly is not meant to sound that way at all.

All of my associations are key contributors to this eclectic, now bordering on eccentric stuff I put out. I don't know if I just insulted my dear dear friends or praised the living daylights out of them. You see, that's the beautiful part of having people who get you, close to you. You almost never have to explain. And while I have so much to take, so much to learn from these inspiring people around me, I have so little to give back. And when they tell me that some of the things I give back are a level of comfort, act as a sounding board, a punching bag, I feel blessed. It's indeed hard to find the wonderful wonderful people that I have managed to find in my life. This one's dedicated to the newest addition to my precious list. You know who you are. Awesomeness thou art, personified. I am keeping you close to my heart for a long time starting 2 days ago. :) 

La vie à 100 miles une heure

Life at 100 miles an hour. That's been the title of my blog for 7 years now. Little did I know how life at 100 miles an hour actually feels like. When things come crashing down on your visibly quaint life and rock your world like nothing else. That is when you realize, you had NO IDEA how unsettling that situation is. Its not even funny how, when things are calm and in cruise control mode, we tend to take peace of mind, whether in personal or professional life so much for granted.

The good thing about the boat getting rocked is this. Actually it is a great thing about things being totally out of whack. Your relationships are tested. Your priorities are tested. The choices you make, when nothing makes sense, the people who remain by your side at the end of it all, the smiles you can manage to sport between tears, almost every aspect of adulthood is put to test. Almost always, things work out for the better. And hopefully at the end of it all, you have emerged a better person, a bigger person and a saner one at that.

La vie à 100 miles une heure. Life's hit me at 100 miles an hour and I've never felt better. I guess it's because I now know that something's gotta give, but in the process, I'll have managed to take so much.