Tangled in Thoughts

Being Vodafone Kerala circle's postpaid customer is an unending test of patience. And I am but a meek student who is failing the trials that are being administered to me so voluntarily and readily by Vodafone Kerala (read,  not what I signed up for ). This is the story of how I, who was an unassuming and a generally satisfied customer of Vodafone, was led to embark upon a journey of realisation with Vodafone Kerala circle.  It could only have been destiny that brought me to this ultimate spiritual centre but I just did not know it yet when I made the momentous decision to shift from Vodafone Mumbai circle to Vodafone Kerala circle. How doltish of me to view the act of changing my customer care circle simply as an issue of practicality! But it matters not now for this is how we learn things.  For no explainable reason, I decided to adult the eff up and get some issues with my bank sorted on a random day during the court vacations that I would have otherwise spe

The past two years in Bombay marked a tumultuous phase in my life. Bombay tried and tested me in every way possible. I don't exactly remember when this change occurred but after a certain point, my everyday life had become existence at best and survival at worst. I do not recall this period as a time when I was looking forward to much in life. But yet, I remember Bombay with a lot of humility for the lessons I took from this phase. I remember a lot of incidents from this phase and my raw and human reactions to those. Among all of them, there is one that I still vividly remember for being so surreal. I think this is the true power of our mind for it can hold onto certain memories and emotions no matter how much time lapses since the experience itself. It would have been a night like any other normal nights after office had I taken the usual road to the station from my office. But for no explainable reason, on that night, I decided to take the road parallel to my usual road inst