The day the kid walked Out of the Cradle

Four years back, I was struggling for a niche, crawling to make up a place in this world where people recognize you, yes YOU by your deeds. Where you're the king one day, and you could turn out to be a beggar the same day. Life and survival of the fittest.

I got a chance when I was selected by an IT firm, four years ago, a chance to find an existence. It wasn't a five point someone or the mistakes in my life. It was just me and I had my own story to tell.

I was asked to relocate to Mumbai. I had to move to a new place after twenty three years in Odisha and I guess it was my time to come out of the shell and break the comfort zone. Phew !! Its gonna be tough ! Assumptions and perceptions all around, I moved over to Mumbai with a heavy heart and mind, unaware about the how the situations would react to me.

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It was August, 2010 when my flight landed to Mumbai and I read the big placard saying "Welcome to Chatrapati Shivaji International Airport". Yes, that's the day the kid walked out of its cradle and looked up to the skies. Still scared, and thoughts going haywire as I collected my luggage and walked out the Exit with my luggage. The wind was the same, and the people too. The crowd had increased and so were the stares. It wasn't the first time I moved out of my house, but this was a different rendezvous with the city of dreams.

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Herd of people moving together and fast , taxis and best buses at their best pace , everyone determined and full of confidence and here another stranger steps into the hallway of his dreams. No one would stop and everyone wants to be the first out of that lot of hundreds or thousands.
 With my head not held too high, I booked a taxi to Andheri where my and that day the taxi driver taught me something. While driving his way through the traffic, he hardly stopped and I requested him to slow down a bit when he replied " Sir, if I stop, we would stay here. Nobody would give you the way and you would have to find your own way without stopping".

Doesn't sound like a new saying isn't it? But yeah that was my first day and here I am four years back, the kid has grown up and the head held high.Nothing has changed, the place , the weather, the people , the pace and me. Everyone of us might have faced such a situation in their lives and its easy to put the fault on our stars. Instead we should be facing situations with confidence, like we have seen it many a times. I think, there shouldn't be any comfort zones and no shoulder to rely on until and unless it comes down to the end. All these years I have learned how to survive and accept my faults. To live with confidence and happiness. This is me chasing my dreams and my Joy.

And its not the end of my story yet, its the beginning of my life, and like I mentioned, the kid has just walked out of the cradle :)

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