—Contributed by Sarath Srinivasan

I am now officially back. Back to blogging, back the real world, coming back to reclaim a life that was lost, saving a life that was on the steep slope of decline into oblivion. Yes. I am back.

Four months since my last post. A lot has changed in that time. After a two year stint as a wanderer in no-man’s land – the land of the unstable( refer previous post) I decided that it was time to move on. I quit my first job and am not in the process of defining how the next few years of my life shall pass.

In this post I want to talk about holding on and letting go. My first visions of quitting, appeared in January of 2007. I did not want to do this anymore. And it was only in September that is was finally over. A long 9 months. A carrot always dangled in front , and if didn’t there were always the blinds of busyness and overwork that kept you on the one-way road with no exits. The little time for yourself was spent frantically searching for exits on the highway before you ran out of fuel stranded in the desert. And slowly a small path began to open up, a vision – was it a mirage.

I wasn’t. As it turns out, for me it took a lot of effort to quit my job and move on. For some people, it is all too easy. They realise they want to quit, they do it and they have already moved on. But for me it was hard. The hardest thing to overcome is the fear of not knowing where you are headed. It takes a lot of conviction and clear thinking to figure out what are the things that make you happy. What are the things in your life you wish to cherish forever and what are the things you can afford to let go. What path must you take so that regret will never feature in your future. It took nine months to figure it all out and now although I do not know what the future holds, there is a quiet contentment of having made the right choice.

In those few months I took care of all those things on my to-do before I leave list and when I let go there was no pain – a smooth easy release from one world to slowly plunge into another. The Age of instability is over and a new era is dawns. Back to the city of intersecting paths from the desert of one highway. Choices to make, paths to choose – a life to live, a journey begins.