This story is about me, a live-life-each-day-as-it-comes dreamer, who was lost in the skyscraper capital till I met the love of my life.
As I drove to work today, I remembered the sprawling skyscrapers, the Hudson Bay, the New York skyline and the sunny sailing day! A vista view embedded in my eyes because that was where I worked for quite a few years.
Like many of us who went to the US in the late 90s, I probably never envisioned that I would spend so many years of my life in that part of the world. While I really enjoyed those times and will cherish those moments for the rest of my life, today, I look back on one specific event that changed my life for eternity.
Looking back at those times, living and working in the US ; was a techie’s dream. My early years in the US were some strong formation years, both on the career and personal front. While career was always very important as a whole, a wholesome life called for a life partner.
I still remember sitting at Rocker Feller center at the center of 5th Avenue and 48th street and I could feel my heart slipping away to the person sitting across. This person had an impressive charm, she had the prettiest smile, and yes, she could talk non-stop - Seriously - she still talks non-stop!
Opposites attract, and post that day, I could not find my heart!!!
Isn’t it funny how sometimes life just join's together the pieces of your scattered jigsaw. Life just joins the jigswaw together to show you a much clearer picture of the future.
Endnote:
This is my entry for the HarperCollins–IndiBlogger Get Published contest, which is run with inputs from Yashodhara Lal and HarperCollins India .