A Melancholic day of surprises.

Not every day u get to do things that just makes the day look too short. It was around 10am when i turned my desktop and checked my mails at the office. i have not done that with all anxiety before, that too on a Saturday morning in the office. Well i had the feeling it will take another 2-3 days for all formalities to be done, and tuesday night probably i will fly....

Apparently what i expected did not happen and kannadasan was sure of his words when he wrote about it 'ninai pathellam nadandu vittal...', with the help of Kuttan, i woke up all my Hr and other people required to get my ticket to US for that night. Though i had mocked at him many times, didn't like his way of handling things...that day he was really helpful, which no matter wat, i must acknowledge. Had not for him. I would have been in real mess that day.

It was around 4pm, when my trip was finally confirmed for the next day mornig 430. All i had was 6 hours. I immediately alerted manickam and gave a list of 'to be purchased' foodstuff and manamadhan was already on his way to pick me up for shopping. We roamed places, finally we all met at spencers. We did two hours of shopping and came back home. On my back home, reached office, took the tickets and my vehicle.

Afterp packing everything,i told my mom and dad that i was leaving that night, which was a surprise for them....for it was a surprise even to me too. We reached the airport at around12 that night. I have always thought, travelling to US/UK to be a happy thing to happen. But that day, my heart was heavy. I badly missed chennai, manickam, manmadhan, my vehicle, few of my colleagues and above all my parents. For some reason, i was not happy about my travel.

"if it just worries me to travel for two months, leaving back certain people, whom i have to take care of....how come people travel abroad and live for years together. I know, i would be back, but still feeling bad and heavy, didn;t want to keep my foot on the plane....but how come they do it so easily?", It was time and I bid adieu to manmadhan and manickam who had come to send me off...."Its all destiny, which my dear brother would put it as PRA-RAB-THAM. Ya it was indeed PRA-RAB-THAM, to be abroad and miss my dear ones, to get used to being happy abroad with all the missing and suspended responsibilities back home", were my thoughts as i waved my hands for one final time to them.

When the trip indeed seemed like getting confirmed, i knew, it was all the blessings of Kalyan. i know and only i can enjoy the realisation, how much Kalyan has timed everything to perfection, that i cannot think of them being co-incidence. Right from Pongal, if i just rewind things and relive them, i just strongly believe how much of planning and designing has gone in, to make things happen for me and likewise in the life of my brother.

And here i am in US, enjoying at my sis's place, finally getting to spend time with her after 11 long years, 11 years since i had met my bro-in-law, 11 years i was kept at bay in watching the kids grow and do things. Only i know how much i have missed them.... if not to get back what i missed, but to somehow make good for the missing.

Let glory be with Kalyan.