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5 years

Didn't actually realise that it was 5 years since I last used this space.

To capture moments and the essence of these years, at the moment, looks like a huge task. Let's see ..
- my parents are older,
- new relationships appear, a few relationships gone cold,
- my children are no more babies (though they loved being called 'my babies' :-)),
- role change at work but not much difference in what I do,
- the urge to get away from routine is stronger,
- I have a new phone (yes, again. This one gifted to me though),
- more reading on gadgets than books and paper,
- discovering things to do with what most of us would consider waste
- meet ups and reunions
- more birthdays and occassions to remember
- trying to balance virtual social and professional networks (sorry state I've reached)
- I became an aunt to the 2 of the most cute little boys, godmother to one of them
- Facebook has a way of reminding you what you did in your past years. So happy it is not a confessional. Imagine your sins being thrown back in your face for all the world to see. *scary*
- older, wiser, a lot more to hug, a teeny weensy bit more philosophical, termed a 'firebrand', back to dabbling in art craft and music

This is not all of it. Definitely not going to treat this space as a public confessional. The exercise has made me realise a few things which I believe have strenthened me over time. Did I mention shorter temper fuse? ;-)

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VNP said…
I wonder if shortening temper fuse (as age builds up) is a symptom of a much deeper agitation. Maybe a strong sense of dissatisfaction about the way our life has shaped up and the inability to change it - the inability the accept ourselves - is making us project our own self-anger on to the world?
9:47 AM
Veena said…
Perhaps in most cases. My particular case is the frustration of having to wait till it's my turn to put my plans in action.
11:15 AM
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