A laughable rejection

So I’ve now reached this point where unemployment is beginning to kick right into my consciousness. I think, for the worst part, it’s been rather overwhelming to hop from company to company, talk to different people asking for recommendations and facing the inevitable ‘no-responses’. 

Hey but don’t feel too bad. There’s one thing an idler can always be good at. Enjoying the phase of being idle. Yeah well there is that point that pocket money from your parents can never come to you forever. There’s that inglorious feeling of not wanting to spend their money (although they say it’s all yours as well) on all things you wish to do. 

Although there’s one person who’s ridding me off my misery. Elizabeth Gilbert. Such a coincidence that I chance on her book Big Magic right when I need a little magic to do the trick for me as well. It’s not exactly a guide to feel better in the face of unemployment. But it does put a smile on my face with every turning page. Creative living- well a little fearless creativity can help everyone. If you haven’t read it yet, well give it a shot. The woman might really be a magician. 

So here I am, smiling away right after reading my very first rejection letter. Doesn’t seem any different from the ‘no responses’ actually. But what the hell, they’re not running away from me for too long! *wink wink*

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Over 2 months

Can’t imagine the last I’d posted was over 2 months ago! But you know what they say about best friends… you can just catch up from where you left, even if it’s been a ten year gap! Thankfully, I made up my sleepy mind to write this post and only then hit the rock!

However, these 2 months haven’t really been merciless on me, taking me on a guilt trip for having not blogged. Instead, the past two months have gone by, swiftly capturing some of the life changing moments for a lot of people.

Well, I turned a year older and saw a lot of mixing – of relationships, cultures, emotions, anticipations. It’s funny how things change and with each transforming moment, we hold onto something or the other that’s more than dear to us – freedom, a daughter, a family, a career or something else.

Well, I’d love to elaborate on that thought but it’s going to take a lot of ‘reflecting-on-myself’ which I’m turning down from for a bit. But as long as the past two months stay fresh in my mind, I’m not really going to run out of topics.

Until next time 🙂