Sometimes, all of a sudden the mood goes off and the feeling of sadness encroaches over. The realization comes over that at the end of the journey, we are essentially alone. Each to his own. Why do I say this ? Cause’ I am going to leave the first phase of medical school. I am going to enter another phase of my journey on. Most of the time I ll be alone. Along the way, I ll meet people; some who I may see after a long time or never again, some who become my acquaintances, some become friends and the others become life-keepers. But at each stop-point, I meet somebody; yet I am alone. This feeling sometimes swamps me over and the feeling of being overwhelmed begins. Yet all the while, somethings keeps on pushing you along the walk, you just move on. Maybe it is the desire to reach the end, or maybe we call it ‘life’ and just move on but we don’t stay at a single spot. The journey has to continue.
Face the fact, we all are mostly alone. We marry, have kids and raise a family, the outings with colleagues and friends; yet we have to go through the journey alone, fore go many things at a very heavy price but at the end, we move on. We stumble, we fall, we become bruised but we get up and continue the walk. We grow up; we mature. Each of us learn something from every experience. Sleepless, silent nights and restless days, they all lie in front of us. But so do some of the happy treasured moments, which pull us through these times. Broken dreams are far easier to find then broken glass!!!
If I go back to the days of “Green Day’s”- ‘ The Boulevard of Broken Dreams”; those lyrics surface every time I am forced to journey alone. Our shadows are always with us, but someone always finds us or we find them, along the way. But try standing at one place, you will loose more than what you catch !! The spirit to move on comes within. Everyone gets the feeling of uncertainty. No one will ever be immune to it. It would have been in your life at one point of time. Life allows you to fall, to stumble but never to sit back and let someone serve your platter. Celebrities, too for that matter are not immune to it.
As for the boulevards’ they are of various varieties: warm, dry, colorful, busy, dull, rainy, crowded; but at the end, you ll find your own one with your own little space. Till then, I have to move on. For matter how tire-some or irritating the journey; I will find someone on the way. As my Grand-pa used to say, “It’s a small world, after all!!!”