Exactly one year ago, something happened that changed my life. I have lost and I have gained, I have learnt and I have grown. I look back at the past year, and I realised how I have changed.
About one week after the incident, mum had called me with some bad news. Dint know how to react, dint know what to say. I have lost something, and it could never be replaced. I have not learnt how to deal with such things. I dint think such things would happen so soon. It was not something that I would have ever expected to happen. Yet it did. A nightmare has come true, and nothing that I did could ever change it. There was a flurry of activity, we searched and we hunted, we sought comfort with each other and with God.
We all settled down differently. We all found different ways of coping with it. I decided to blog. After a month of turmoil, it was almost like a guiding path to me to start blogging. It was as if there was a sign, that it would all be okay in the end of the day.
I listened to that voice in my head. I started blogging, I could not complain, I could not call anymore, I cannot SMS about the boring lectures, I could not make remarks to the near daily mails that I used to get flooded with, I could not beg to differ, but at least, I could shout out my thought and feelings to others out there, like how it used to be done. The blog started on the 28 May, just before the start of my exams.
In the past year, I looked back and then I realised that I had not lost what I thought I had lost. From what was supposedly lost, I had gained so much more. Friendships that were forged as a result of the blog, experiences that I have gained as a result of that incident. I have had grown older. I have no need to ask for “so how now…”, “what should I do” He has taught me.
Dreams. We had many dreams and ambitions that we have shared. From all continents, America, Europe, Asia, Oceania, we had a common goal, a common dream. Promises that we made to each other, once thought to have vanished with the incident, however, has been fulfilled.
I could go on ranting and ranting about it, there are still so many things I want to say, but I guess this is it. It has been a year and the promise on my side has been fulfilled. Many blogs have stopped along the way. Maybe now its my time. The blog shall now rest. I may come back here some day, I may come back somewhere else or I may not, but I suppose that’s it for now.
For those in the know, I guess you would see the irony in the choice of the poster. Finding Nemo. Nemo is gone, he wont be back, and we can never find him, no matter how hard we try, but well, at least we would have gained something along the way in our search.
To end this chapter in my blog, I would like to quote my favourite verse from the Bible.
If I could speak all the human and angelic tongues, but had no love, I would only be sounding brass or a clanging cymbal. If I had prophecy, knowing secrets things with all kinds of knowledge, and had faith great enough to remove mountains, but had no love, I would be nothing. If I gave everything I had to the poor, and even gave up my own body, but only to receive praise and not through love, it would be of no value to me.
Love is patient; love is kind, without envy. It is not boastful or arrogant. It is not ill mannered, nor does it seek its own interest. Love overcomes anger and forgets offences. It does not take delight in wrong, but rejoices in truth. Love excuses everything, believes all things, endures all things.
Love will never end, Prophecies may cease, tongues be silent and knowledge disappear. For knowledge grasps something of the truth and prophecy as well. When what is perfect comes, everything imperfect will pass away.
1 Cor 13:1-11




