Almost a month has passed since I landed in the US.
When I had left for India for good about 4 years back, my mind was filled with weird emotions. I was a failure; a certified one... I had turned my back on the land where "Dreams come true" and returning home; with a battered soul and fatigued spirit... armed with nothing but a degree earned with extreme hard-work and honesty. And honest I was gonna be to it as well. I wasnt ready to sell my soul to the body-shopper who makes me a fake resume and gets me a license to hand around in the "land of the free"...
Circa back to 2nd March,08 and life had almost come a full circle. India had been kind to me.. Luck better and life awesome. I was returning after 4 yrs ; almost... I was handling a role better thn my experience commanded and working for a firm earnin more revenue than most others in the world... I had proven my worth; albeit to myself.. and I had a smile much more genuine than the one I had when I left JFK. I was as happy as the definition demanded.. Two months of great experience and I would b flying back to marry my sweetheart..
I didnt knew as I got into my flight what I would feel or how I wud take to being back. Life was moving so fast that I didnt have time to ponder over it...But the flight was long and 16 hours was enough time to go back and let the bitterness come back.. I chose not to..
I had enough of it.. I was coming back a changed man. Bad memories had no place.. I was gonna ensure that they dont.. I was gonna live life King size this time round. I was gonna have the fun I couldnt and see some place tht I should have earlier..
However, once aboard the flight my mind just erased all memories... Two pegs of whiskey and some good food and hefty slumber later; not to forget some 4 movies too... I had landed... @ JFK... the very same place... from where I had left, red-faced, teary eyed, zero confidence..some four years back...
Before even realising the gravity of it all, there I was.. In the same immigration line to get my I94 stamped... I answered all the mandatory questions; picked my bags and glanced at my watch... Five hours for my next flight...
Having nothing better to do.. I stepped out at the airport... Thats when it hit me.. It was still the same freezing, biting, cold country ...I had bade goodbye to.. In a different time-zone, in a different situation and with a different mindset... Today was mine, again..once again.
The freezing temperature wasnt gonna bother me.. not after all I knew i had overcome
